a day of bathing in divine feminine energy radiating from our last full moon of the year… while our sun stands still, this moon dreams in the rhythm of the waves igniting our one tender heart into a blazing bonfire warming  the stone cold…

it’s cold and rainy in my hood, so perfect to gather with sangha all over the planet, wave after wave of songs of lovingkindness as hundreds of thousands chant metta in unison, a wave of tsunami proportions streaming compassion across and over and through the cosmos…

may we be filled with lovingkindness

may we be well

may we be peaceful and at ease

may we be happy…