Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 3 – Day 106 – 3/31/2016

Named Magnificent March 31 Poetic PEACE Pilgrim Jeweled Profile

as we close the magnificent month of march, i reflect on the space we have traversed during this intense turning with two eclipses and supermoons, equinox and moving into the space of fall or spring, so much light pouring in and divine love rising exponentially in the space between us…

i re-member this month is celebrated as International Women’s Month and i’d like to close this moon of the lion and the lamb with some essential spirit signposts for pilgrims as we pioneer onward…

  • A desire to explore new places, avenues, and opportunities
  • A vision of something better
  • An ingenuity to try new ideas, inventions, innovations, or enterprises
  • A readiness to assume personal responsibility
  • A commitment to community, family, a sense of place
  • A determination and the courage to never give up
  • A sense of independence while realizing our interdependency

blessing the space between us, the journey into our one heart…

The Journey
 
One day you finally knew
what you had to do, and began,
though the voices around you
kept shouting
their bad advice–
though the whole house
began to tremble
and you felt the old tug
at your ankles.
“Mend my life!”
each voice cried.
But you didn’t stop.
You knew what you had to do,
though the wind pried
with its stiff fingers
at the very foundations,
though their melancholy
was terrible.
It was already late
enough, and a wild night,
and the road full of fallen
branches and stones.
But little by little,
as you left their voices behind,
the stars began to burn
through the sheets of clouds,
and there was a new voice
which you slowly
recognized as your own,
that kept you company
as you strode deeper and deeper
into the world,
determined to do
the only thing you could do–
determined to save
the only life you could save.
Mary Oliver

Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 3 – Day 105 – 3/30/2016

Named Magnificent March 30 Still Point.

every step carries me deeper into impermanence

swirling and whirling in the cloud of unknowing

where things come and go in the rhythm of waves

and when the tide ebbs and darkness rolls in,

re-member, the tide will rise and bring spring back again…

~

looking in the mirror today, a child appears who, in this moment, has lost his way… sitting silently with him in the center of the wheel, i feel his pain… it is, oh, so real… do not run or fall asleep… in this moment, there’s a promise to keep – be present in the confusion and profound emptiness, sherpa for grieving child in this dark night of stillness, compassionate witness to his heart of stone, water flowing over him softens the tone, impeded stream begins to sing as the bells of our one heart resonantly ring…

namaste

Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 3 – Day 104 – 3/29/2016

Named Magnificent March 29 Wendell Berry I have been led

i planned on writing tonight on the divine feminine and i suppose i’m doing just that when talking about being led through a dark valley on a unknown journey and impeded streams that sing…

It may be that when we no longer know what to do
we have come to our real work,

and that when we no longer know which way to go
we have come to our real journey.

The mind that is not baffled is not employed.

The impeded stream is the one that sings.

~ Wendell Berry ~

Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 3 – Day 103 – 3/28/2016

Named Magnificent March 28 Heart Pilgimage with Stone People of Heart

last year’s easter monday is so alive on this easter monday…

awaken at 4:44 on Easter Monday with everyone of my 70 trillion cells vibrating at the most alive frequency, today we head off for sunrise at stonehenge… arriving in the mists, it looks like our magic bus has pulled into an ET Terminal where we get on a Hogwarts trolley to transport us more of the way… disembarking into pea soup, we walk the last steps to the ancient temple… A proper guard informs us not to touch any of the stone people and one of our sherpas reminds us to find our stone….

as we enter through a holy portal, we are teleported into the great beyond… i walk around the stone people as a labyrinth and drink in the most glorious sunrise ever witnessed as the sun transfigures into rainbow dragonfly weaving a web of luminescent light shimmering more brightly with every breath… if this were my last moment, it would be perfect… to just drink in the sun on this holy ground with our ancestors is pure ecstasy… my cup runneth over and flows into dancing and singing in joyous celebration of all our relations…

as we leave the temple, i begin to feel like Harry Potter with a strange throbbing between my eyes, yes, stonehenge is the gift that keeps on giving as my third eye fully activates and with it, the ability to see through the veils…

ps… this ability to see through the veils with the third eye came in so handy soon after i returned home and a dogstar ripped open my second eye rendering me blind in one way and sighted with a new vision in another way… yes, everything is a blessing of grace when looking through the eyes of love…

Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 3 – Day 102 – 3/27/2016

Named Magnificent March 27 Resurrection

on this movable feast day of rebirth, hearing of so much suffering, the psalm of death and rebirth, crucifixion and resurrection sings me and breathes me whispering of our dying to what doesn’t serve, what has been corrupted, to open space for innocence to rise again, to see through the fresh eyes of a child, to behold the world as a wilderness of wonder…

this magical mystery tour, this pilgrimage of death and rebirth, of crucifixion and resurrection unfolds with our every breath and leads the way home to life everlasting in our one heart, sacred gathering space for all our relations in the vast and deep ocean of love…

welcome home, children of the light!

may we wake to earth’s energy as our one heart.
may we wake to earth’s ocean as our tears.
may we wake to earth’s wind as our breath.
may we wake to earth’s landscape as our body.

may our one heart open dormant seeds.
may our tears fill rain clouds.
may our breath give flight to migrating birds.
may our body be an island of refuge.

may earth mother depend on our heart for her energy.
may earth mother depend on our tears for her ocean.
may earth mother depend on our breath for her wind.
may earth mother depend on our body for her landscape .

 may earth mother open dormant seeds.
may earth mother fill rain clouds.
may earth mother give flight to migrating birds.
may earth mother have islands of refuge.

Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 3 – Day 100 – 3/25/2016

Named Magnificent March 25 crossroads

today, as many of us across the globe honor this day as Good Friday, i contemplate what crucifixion means and where it leads… on each of our paths, aren’t we led daily to the cross roads where we are given the choice to dissolve into and serve our greater self who responds in kind with wholeheartedly entering the human realm? Isn’t this cross the true cross, the sacred stillpoint in the tiny space of the heart where every dance begins, where we real-eyes the gift of our suffering, of our bearing whatever is with grace, is what leads to the deepest peace of the flowing river of joy?

Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 3 – Day 99 – 3/24/2016

Named Magnificent March 24 The-First-Supper

in celebration of we’moon herstory month, on this day observed in the christian calendar as the last supper, it seems very fitting to re-member the day from a divine feminine perspective, as a rolicking dinner party a la Judy Chicago’s reinterpretation of The Last Supper from the point of view of women, who, throughout history, have prepared the meals and set the table…

for almost thirty years, a print of this acrylic has hung in the dining area wherever i live honoring the feminine energy of communion, of feasting, of sharing and sacrificing (as in making sacred) what we have with others…

last year on the day of the last supper, i arrived on the isle of avalon, sacred space of the goddess where beloved community of thirteen joined in the breaking of bread and drinking of holy water and clean-sing (cleansing), as in the washing of feet, of our soles who kiss the earth and ground us into embodied presence…

in this moment, in every moment, we offer thanks for our last supper/first supper, last breath/first breath, our always flowing in the rhythm of dying/rebirthing, ebbing/flowing, breathing in/breathing out always being love, always becoming love…

Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 3 – Day 98 – 3/23/2016

Named Magnificent March 23 Moon Full of Miracles

Full Moon Blessing

we are standing around a fire with all our relations giving thanks… we are a circle of power conjoined in our intent to be love, peace, joy, harmony and balance under the glow of the libra full moon as we travel within and without our ever expanding cosmos… we are feeling the power of luna and how she amplifies our frequency… we greet and welcome the directions, elementals and all our helping spirits… looking out, we see vast ocean and hear the rolling waves coming in and out like our breath… as we gaze at beautiful sky, sister moon bathes us in silvery, shimmering light…

we breathe in invisible realms as we walk out into the forest primeval and our soles tenderly kiss the earth with each and every step… when we arrive at a great clearing with a radiant fire in the center, we thank the spirits for this sacred space and see our guardian spirit approaching to cleanse us with herbs and a feather… with this clean-sing, we are unburdened and walk over to the fire where we pick up a prayer blessing from the earth and resonate deeply with its hidden message… we look to the moon and feel her great creative power washing through us, filling us with a dream of and for the cosmos…

as the moon opens our one heart, we, in turn, open to her creative fire and blow onto our prayer blessing amplifying its intention and then offering it to the fire in the center of the circle where we see all our prayers burning as one eternal flame… now, we all stand wide and deep with our arms outstretched as five pointed stars bridging earth and sky and ask sistar moon for how to best flow with the river of life… we close the circle with giving thanks to the night star of magnetic tides, the one who flows in us as the rhythm of waves waxing and waning eternally…

Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 3 – Day 97 – 3/22/2016

Named Magnificent March 22 World Water Day

UN Water’s World Water Day on March 22 is a part of a worldwide mission to make sure everyone has access to safe drinking water. Right now, many of the world’s poorest do not have access to one of our most valuable natural resources.

In many areas around the world, taps, pipes and wells just don’t exist, and if they do they’re not affordable for many people. It means drinking dirty water is their only option with dirty water being responsible for hundreds of thousands of deaths a year.

May we all envision and answer the urgent call to action for a world where everyone drinks safe water…

 Prayer When Drinking Water

As I receive this water and it flows through me,
May it become medicine dispelling all ills,
May it become medicine revealing the wisdom within and through out.
I offer apology for any harm done through wrong speech & action

As this water flows through me and becomes vapor,
May it purify the atmosphere
May it nourish the wisdom potential in the people
I offer apology for any harm done through wrong speech & action

As this water flows through me, and returns to the water table
May it remove the impurities of chemicals placed within the water
May the water be made new again
May this water become medicine for all beings in this and all worlds

~ Venerable Dhyani Ywahoo ~