today’s pilgrimage, an inner journey to the planet’s heart chakra to listen to great mother’s whispering wellspring and an outer journey of communion with beloved openhearted friends, is one of delicate beauty, a uniting of the opposites… seeing the pain, loss and suffering here on earth and the resiliency, hope and trust always flowing from source throughout the cosmos, freely and generously given, ours for the opening… for opening to great mystery is one of those simple and elegant truths of how to roll with the rhythms of the cosmic hum… being open, being organically present, emptying now… being the hollow reed, an instrument of peace, meeting this moment fully, meeting it as the beloved…
Monthly Archives: July 2016
Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 3 – Day 205 – 7/8/2016
today, our one heart is heavy with loss… of life, of a way of life, of home… every day, so many natural disasters, so much tragic loss… today, i feel the need to virtually hold hands with all our relations, with the family of us… to feel the strength we are when we stand together, when we stand as one in the center of the wheel, in the center of the web of life… feeling, knowing when we come together the center will hold… thank you for sharing this moment, this very sacred moment of re-membering we are unconditional love, unchanging wisdom and uncompromising truth… thank you, source, great mystery, for breathing this ever flowing cosmic reality through every sentient being eternally… and now let us resound the words of St Francis unceasingly…
Make me an instrument of Your peace. Where there is hatred, let me sow love; where there is injury, pardon; where there is doubt, faith; where there is despair, hope; where there is darkness, light; where there is sadness, joy.
Grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled as to console; to be understood as to understand; to be loved as to love; For it is in giving that we receive; it is in pardoning that we are pardoned; it is in dying that we are born again to eternal life.
Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 3 – Day 204 – 7/7/2016
how i love this this seventh month of joyous july as 7 is such a number of spirit and vibrates at a frequency of receptivity, intuition, divine feminine… energies that pull us magnetically inside to mine the jewels lodged in deep cavernous space in the ground of being… i love at the halfway mark of the year recapitulating journeying january, the dreaming moon, with july being the re-treating ourselves moon, another space of pregnant pause to explore inner terrain and listen for the voice of the great mother whispering words of wisdom, mothering the peace that passeth ordinary understanding, the peace that births a courageous new world of harmony…
Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 3 – Day 203 – 7/6/2016
In his own words…
Every day, think as you wake up, today I am fortunate to be alive, I have a precious human life, I am not going to waste it. I am going to use all my energies to develop myself, to expand my heart out to others; to achieve enlightenment for the benefit of all beings. I am going to have kind thoughts towards others, I am not going to get angry or think badly about others. I am going to benefit others as much as I can.
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May we all breathe his Blessing of Peace deeply through our one heart.
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His parting words leaving Portland:
“I’m always mentioning that mentally, emotionally and physically we are the same human being. So the potential which I have and that I use – you also have that same potential. You must realize that potential and utilize that potential as much as you can. Then you will be a happy person and live a meaningful life.”
Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 3 – Day 202 – 7/5/2016
in each and every sacred moment, may we reverence the mystery of cosmic flow and be fully present to whatever may come and go trusting in the web of infinite, interconnected threads woven by creatrix, source of all that is…
may we be still in the muddy waters resting gently in the ebbtide until the waters clear and the seeds begin to sprout while lotus blossoms one petal at a time and wings unfold as they dry in slow motion…
may we all befriend the pregnant pause, the space of stillpoint where we dream in the rhythm of the waves as we mother peace and birth dancing stars…
Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 3 – Day 201 – 7/4/2016
Happy Interdependence!
under this new moon falling synchronistically on the USA’s birthday, a day of seeding new stories, as i dig into inner earth, i re-member back to undergraduate days in the late sixties and early seventies when life was a running consciousness conversation with interdependence as one of our favorite musings… we were feeling the energy of oneness and interconnection, of ubuntu, a term appearing in South African sources back in the mid-nineteenth century…
i love the beautifully illustrative story of the anthropologist proposing a game to some children in an African tribe where he puts a basket of fruit near a tree telling them whoever gets there first wins the sweet fruits… so, he gives the signal to run and they all take each others hands and run together and then sit in a circle enjoying the treats… when questioned as to why they chose to run as a group, out of the mouths of babes poured wisdom… ubuntu, how can one of us be happy if all the rest are sad?
may we all live ubuntu… I AM because WE ARE…
Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 3 – Day 200 – 7/3/2016
yes, today is a perfect day to plant new seeds, to mother new seeds under this new moon in cancer, this joyous july, this goddess who shakes things up moon, this night light giving us the chance to re-birth our emotional body under this weaver of life stories moon… imagine this moon as a vessel of water blessing us with creativity and abundance, the source of being and becoming… showering us with seeds for our inner cultivation… lovingkindness, compassion, gentleness, generosity, harmony, joy, justice peace, strength, simplicity, truth and wisdom… it is under the dark of the moon that the Sun and the Moon unite to birth the new and so let us close with a prayer from the Gaiafield Earth Treasure project for the United States’ re-birthday under this regenerative moon…
We the people,
Call forth the deepest Wisdom,
The greatest Joy,
And the highest Compassion
From the heart and soul of America
For the benefit of all life on Earth
And the next seven generations
May Wisdom prevail in the United States of America
May Peace prevail on Earth
Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 3 – Day 199 – 7/2/2016
i awaken today with the feeling of tears, of loss, of letting go and witness these clouds as a natural flow and a cue to tune into the mystery of trust by being thanksgiving for whatever is here… many metaphorical miles and hours later, i hear of the death of Elie Wiesel, Auschwitz survivor, eloquent witness, messenger of the oppressed, messenger for dignity and atonement and peace, Nobel laureate for peace who implored each of us to see ourselves in each other and make real the vow of “never again”…
to honor this being of peace, listen to some excerpts from a prayer he published in 1997…
A Prayer for the Days of Awe
Master of the Universe, let us make up. It is time. How long can we go on being angry?
More than 50 years have passed since the nightmare was lifted. Many things, good and less good, have since happened to those who survived it. They learned to build on ruins. Family life was re-created. Children were born, friendships struck. They learned to have faith in their surroundings, even in their fellow men and women. Gratitude has replaced bitterness in their hearts. No one is as capable of thankfulness as they are. Thankful to anyone willing to hear their tales and become their ally in the battle against apathy and forgetfulness. For them every moment is grace…
Auschwitz must and will forever remain a question mark only: it can be conceived neither with God nor without God. At one point, I began wondering whether I was not unfair with you. After all, Auschwitz was not something that came down ready-made from heaven. It was conceived by men, implemented by men, staffed by men. And their aim was to destroy not only us but you as well. Ought we not to think of your pain, too? Watching your children suffer at the hands of your other children, haven’t you also suffered?
As we Jews now enter the High Holidays again, preparing ourselves to pray for a year of peace and happiness for our people and all people, let us make up, Master of the Universe. In spite of everything that happened? Yes, in spite. Let us make up: for the child in me, it is unbearable to be divorced from you so long.
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saluting the source flowing through all our relations, may we join together as the one heart we are in the stillness of love and the silence of peace
Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 3 – Day 198 – 7/1/2016
new beginning, new breath, new moment, new month, new moon right around the corner, new day, new journey, newly standing on the brink of a new world pausing with all the pregnant possibilities alive in such a confluence, quickening, fluttering, our one heart knows we are poised to take flight, to wing our way on unknown migratory routes trusting our one heart knows the way… as we open to this new beginning, let’s re-member how to awaken in this moment, this beautiful moment…
WHAT TO REMEMBER WHEN WAKING
In that first
hardly noticed
moment
to which you wake,
coming back
to this life
from the other
more secret,
moveable
and frighteningly
honest
world
where everything
began,
there is a small
opening
into the new day
which closes
the moment
you begin
your plans.
What you can plan
is too small
for you to live.
What you can live
wholeheartedly
will make plans
enough
for the vitality
hidden in your sleep.
To be human
is to become visible
while carrying
what is hidden
as a gift to others.
To remember
the other world
in this world
is to live in your
true inheritance.
You are not
a troubled guest
on this earth,
you are not
an accident
amidst other accidents
you were invited
from another and greater
night
than the one
from which
you have just emerged.
Now, looking through
the slanting light
of the morning
window toward
the mountain
presence
of everything
that can be,
what urgency
calls you to your
one love? What shape
waits in the seed
of you to grow
and spread
its branches
against a future sky?
Is it waiting
in the fertile sea?
In the trees
beyond the house?
In the life
you can imagine
for yourself?
In the open
and lovely
white page
on the waiting desk?
~ David Whyte ~
Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 3 – Day 197 – 6/30/2016
in this moment of pregnant pause, i see us standing still on a high dune blessing this space we share… this, on the brink of a new world, space where we realize there is no separation… this stillpoint at the center of our circle, the hub of the wheel where all that is, is still, where everything is oh so real, where the peace that passeth all understanding is palpable calling us into deep silence…. listen, listen to the cosmic hum… listen, listen to our heartbeat’s drum… listen, listen for the sound of the bell syncing our breathing to the mantra, all is well… deep peace of the running wave to you, deep peace, deep peace, deep peace…