blessing the space between us

as we journey into mystery

the pilgrimage to our one heart

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how I have loved and love meeting you daily in the quantum field where love is all there is and celebrating a season of peace for…

This is the bright home
in which I live,
this is where
I ask
my friends
to come,
this is where I want
to love all the things
it has taken me so long
to learn to love.

This is the temple
of my adult aloneness
and I belong
to that aloneness
as I belong to my life.

There is no house
like the house of belonging.

~ David Whyte ~

thank you for walking home with me – today is day 1900 of  the poetic peace pilgrimage… this moon as in month also brings an especially touching poignancy to the space between us as this journey into mystery, this pilgrimage into the tiny space of our one heart, the void, the sacred space of emptiness is such a deep dive into the stillpoint of creation…

surrendering to the beloved and trusting in the tenemos of great mother to support and nourish us, we summon the courage to leap into the unknown and relax into the organic, rhythmic flow of the mysterious dance of life…

holding hands in the dark, feeling the waves of our one beating heart, we witness the birth of the new, the promise of every inbreath followed by the re-joy-sing of every outbreath… for in our coming together in the sacred space of our cosmic heart, we change everything, we are transformation dancing to the tune of el canto hondo, the deep soul song… stillness flowing…

welcome, welcome to day 29 of a season of peace on this twenty-seventh day of freely flowing february; it’s one more beautiful day of gathering the quintessence, the energy of love and light with the sun shining on the energy of  tenderness, the crucible of our interconnectedness with the courage to say yes to creator, creation, creativity, the creative process…  with all the turbulence in the outer world, i’m so called by source to come into the dream cave even while preparing to stretch and go into a journey…

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Journeys bring power and love back into you. If you can’t go somewhere, move in the passageways of the self. They are like shafts of light, always changing, and you change when you explore them.

~ Rumi ~

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three years ago today i traveled to an outer graceland for a beautiful gathering with soul family, a re-treat of tuning into the frequency of opening the heart… my first spoken words of the day in the “love is all there is” temenos were the same words – everything is grace –  spoken nine months previously when a dogstar trying to open my third eye ruptured  my second eye as well which led to a dream of being in a temple just like the one i lived in this weekend three years ago… this dream of three years and nine months ago, of opening the door into the heart, of home being graceland, is birthed right now and just as alive in this moment, this beautiful moment as we breathe in through our one heart and deep down into our core, inner navel of the universe, and, deeper down into our mother earth and breathe out love, sweet love into the multiverse’s harmony re-joy-sing in our coming more and more alive as we open our ever expanding cosmic heart wider and wider and deeper and deeper…

may all of us harvest the potential of this sacred day seeing every moment is grace…

welcome, welcome to day 28 of a season of peace on this twenty-sixth day of freely flowing february; it’s one more beautiful day of gathering the quintessence, the energy of love and light with the sun shining on the energy of  tenderness, the crucible of our interconnectedness with the courage to say yes to creator, creation, creativity, the creative process…  with all the turbulence in the outer world, i’m so called by source to come into the dream cave, the grand canyon of stillness – happy 100th anniversary grand canyon national park…

it feels like today that i was on a most magical pilgrimage to the grand canyon and indeed i have been and many turns around the sun ago, i celebrated my fiftieth birthday there in this sacred space of feeling down in the belly of the earth, dissolving into all that is…

it’s so curious… i’m about to go into a four day training and there’s so much to do to prepare so i think but source has other tunes to play through this instrument of peace which seems a lovely balancing act with the barrage of stimulation from the outer world and a lovely dance in rhythm with life…

breathing in this moment

lingering in sacred space

resting in the now

om shanti shanti shantihi

welcome, welcome to day 27 of a season of peace on this twenty-fifth day of freely flowing february; it’s one more beautiful day of gathering the quintessence, the energy of love and light with the sun shining on the energy of  tenderness, the crucible of our interconnectedness with the courage to say yes for the good of the whole… and, even with all the turbulence in the outer world, today, i’m so encouraged by so much light being shone by so many and entranced by snow flurries into quiet reverie…

In Silence

Be still.
Listen to the stones of the wall.
Be silent, they try
To speak your

Name.
Listen
To the living walls.
Who are you?
Who
Are you? Whose
Silence are you?

Who (be quiet)
Are you (as these stones
Are quiet). Do not
Think of what you are
Still less of
What you may one day be.
Rather
Be what you are (but who?) be
The unthinkable one
You do not know.

O be still, while
You are still alive,
And all things live around you
Speaking (I do not hear)
To your own being,
Speaking by the Unknown
That is in you and in themselves.

“I will try, like them
To be my own silence:
And this is difficult. The whole
World is secretly on fire. The stones
Burn, even the stones
They burn me. How can a man be still or
Listen to all things burning? How can he dare
To sit with them
When all their silence
Is on fire?”

~ Thomas Merton ~

the whole world is no longer secretly on fire, it’s all too apparent as is our need for refuge in silence…

welcome, welcome to day 25 of a season of peace on this twenty-third day of freely flowing february; it’s one more beautiful day of gathering the quintessence, ambassadors of love and light with the sun shining on the energy of  freedom… and even with all the turbulence in the outer world, today i’m still so being sung in every cell the soul song of our wanderer of wonder true nature…

Faced with our mortality, we each get to intend how we live… When Dr. Oliver Sacks learned he had only months remaining, he chose to live in the deepest, richest, most productive way he could realizing he is ocean. In his own words before he died:

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Over the last few days, I have been able to see my life as from a great altitude, as a sort of landscape, and with a deepening sense of the connection of all its parts. This does not mean I am finished with life.

On the contrary, I feel intensely alive, and I want and hope in the time that remains to deepen my friendships, to say farewell to those I love, to write more, to travel if I have the strength, to achieve new levels of understanding and insight.

This is not indifference but detachment — I still care deeply about the Middle East, about global warming, about growing inequality, but these are no longer my business; they belong to the future. I rejoice when I meet gifted young people — even the one who biopsied and diagnosed my metastases. I feel the future is in good hands.

I have been increasingly conscious, for the last 10 years or so, of deaths among my contemporaries. My generation is on the way out, and each death I have felt as an abruption, a tearing away of part of myself. There will be no one like us when we are gone, but then there is no one like anyone else, ever. When people die, they cannot be replaced. They leave holes that cannot be filled, for it is the fate — the genetic and neural fate — of every human being to be a unique individual, to find his own path, to live his own life, to die his own death.

I cannot pretend I am without fear. But my predominant feeling is one of gratitude. I have loved and been loved; I have been given much and I have given something in return; I have read and traveled and thought and written. I have had an intercourse with the world, the special intercourse of writers and readers.

Above all, I have been a sentient being, a thinking animal, on this beautiful planet, and that in itself has been an enormous privilege and adventure.

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welcome, welcome to day 24 of a season of peace on this twenty-first day of freely flowing february; it’s one more beautiful day of gathering the quintessence, ambassadors of love and light with the sun shining on the energy of  freedom… even with all the turbulence in the outer world, today i’m so being sung in every cell the soul song of our free and easy wanderer true nature…

Dancing among stars

free and easy wanderer

being great beyond

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Letting go, surrendering all that is known

walking the way as a free and easy wanderer

open to what comes, eyes wide with wonder

flowing beautyway

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Walking the way as a free and easy wanderer

wide open space, encircling path

flowing beautyway

whispering wisdom with each breath

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Wide open space, encircling path

wanderer is bird flight soaring

whispering wisdom with each breath…

listening to the wind

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Walking the way as a free and easy wanderer

open to what comes, eyes wide with wonder

listening to the wind

flowing beautyway

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thank you for walking home with me to ultima thule, the great beyond, the interior pathless path endlessly, timelessly taking us to the far shore, that more beautiful space our one cosmic heart of wonder re-members and encircles all our relatives in agigantic, ever expanding embrace…

shanti shanti shantihi

Happy 61st Birthday, Peace Symbol!

welcome, welcome to day 23 of a season of peace on this twenty-first day of freely flowing february and the sixty-first birthday of the peace symbol… and, it’s one more beautiful day of gathering the quintessence, ambassadors of love and light with the sun shining on the energy of  freedom… on a somber note, it is the fifty-fourth anniversary of Malcolm X’s assassination…

now, back to the peace sign…

 “Children of today easily identify it. They may not know its original meaning, but they know it stands for good things – be nice to friends, be kind to animals, no fighting. This is a marvelous achievement for Gerald Holtom’s simple design. Peoples around the world have marched with it, worn it, displayed it during combat, held it high on banners, and been arrested in its name. Ask any man, woman or child, ‘What one thing would everyone in the world want more than anything else?’ The answer would surely be world peace.’”

Ken Kolsbun, Peace: The Biography of a Symbol

on this day of walking into the unknown through a field of  impermanence, a day when peace is so called for, it is a beautiful synchrony that it’s the re-birthday of peace…

Gerald Holtom, an artist and conscientious objector, created the Peace Symbol on February 21,1958. According to Christopher Driver, author of The Disarmers: A Study in Protest, Holtom created the design and then brought it to an organizer of a local British peace group. After several revisions, it was unveiled publicly on Good Friday of that year, by anti-nuclear demonstrators — the British Campaign for Nuclear Disarmament (CND) — who marched 50 miles from London’s Trafalgar Square to the weapons factory at Aldermaston. It was the first Ban-the-Bomb March.

When Gerald Holtom sat down at his drawing board sixty-one years ago, he was in almost total despair. He later told the editor of Peace News: ‘I was in despair. Deep despair. I drew myself: the representative of an individual in despair, with hands palm outstretched outwards and downwards in the manner of Goya’s peasant before the firing squad. I formalized the drawing into a line and put a circle round it symbolizing Earth.”

Welcome “International Peace Symbol Day.”  May we hoist peace everywhere waving the remedy for despair…  Peace Out!

welcome, welcome to day 22 of a season of peace, on this twentieth day of freely flowing february, a day still in the radiant glow of full moon of miracles, the moon of blessings when Buddha is said to shower us with a thousand thousandfold miraculous blessings, a day also known as world social justice day and may it be so, may we roll up our sleeves, come home to our heart and in thought, word and deed be in balance with all our relatives… and, it’s another beautiful day of gathering the quintessence, ambassadors of love and light with the sun shining through the clouds on the energy of  freedom…

i have arrived, i am home in the eternal now, this present moment… to live simply and wholeheartedly in a willow tree who offers her branches freely as resting space for great mystery to breathe us sacredly…

here, in this home of flow, this openhearted place of welcome, perch and listen for the hum, vibrational tune of whispering wind, spirit waves of spiraling notes… singing of love and devotion across the many splendored vast wild ocean of ever changing being… always different, always the same…

in this place of deep repose, hear waters falling home, singing of a secret joy deep within, always present in the moment, listen to source and tune within to the music of the spheres, haunting melody animating all, cosmic harmony ringing out a call…

in this moment, our one heart’s a tree providing belonging space for you, for me to sing our soul song of mystery… many voices, one frequency… multiversed universiddhi…  shanti, shanti, shantihi…