Monthly Archives: September 2019

Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 6 – Day 288 – 9/30/2019

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Named Soaring 30 2019 Blessing-the-Space-Between-Us-Nags-Head-2014-2-019-1024x768

today is such a special blessing the space moment as we close this sacred moon of september, a moon of  being silently drawn  by the pull of love – thank you, dear Rumi, and happiest of turns around the sun…

blessing the space of a moon of our witnessing the world turned upside down on both inner and outer planes, one long moon moment of resetting…

join me now on this high sand dune with panoramic water views to celebrate the fire dissolving into water, to savor the harvests of the trials faced, the suffering now seen as the grace of awakening, the bittersweet letting go of the small protective self in service to the higher purpose of the all that is…

thank you for sitting with the council of elders around the central sun as we reflect upon and share the full filling moments that live forever…

 A Brave And Startling Truth

We, this people, on a small and lonely planet
Traveling through casual space
Past aloof stars, across the way of indifferent suns
To a destination where all signs tell us
It is possible and imperative that we learn
A brave and startling truth
And when we come to it
To the day of peacemaking
When we release our fingers
From fists of hostility
And allow the pure air to cool our palms

We, this people, on this small and drifting planet
Whose hands can strike with such abandon
That in a twinkling, life is sapped from the living
Yet those same hands can touch with such healing, irresistible tenderness
That the haughty neck is happy to bow
And the proud back is glad to bend
Out of such chaos, of such contradiction
We learn that we are neither devils nor divines

When we come to it
We, this people, on this wayward, floating body
Created on this earth, of this earth
Have the power to fashion for this earth
A climate where every man and every woman
Can live freely without sanctimonious piety
Without crippling fear

When we come to it
We must confess that we are the possible
We are the miraculous, the true wonder of this world
That is when, and only when
We come to it.

~ Maya Angelou ~

may we all awaken today…

Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 6 – Day 287 – 9/29/2019

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Named Soaring 29 Blessing-Magical-Pilgrimage-045-768x1154

holy synchronicity! i’m back to posting on this special day of sharing the astonishing light of being and this image i had named blessing the magical pilgrimage which is so perfect for this moment of pilgrimage and yes, batwoman, i love the synchronicty of it being the first night of navaratri…

so, beloved sangha of imaginal cells, join me in a magical mystery tour, a pilgrimage into the depths of our one heart…

imagine we’ve met in the field pictured here and as we deeply conspire together, see and feel a bubble of light surrounding your physical body and extending out about four feet around you…

now imagine this bubble is a window, a circular skylight and simply with your intention open the window as wide as you can and connect with the enormous steams of light flowing down from the upper worlds, the plasma fields, the akasha, the sammi, the energy flow of creation flowing through you and breaking up and releasing any blockages, issues, dams to compost them into the deep earth…

the sammi, the electric light stream continues to flow down into the earth engendering a reciprocal response from our earth mother with an ascending magnetic flow of energy of unconditional love whispering that it’s safe to be here, all is well…

feel your heart opening and your mind stilling as these two streams of energy flow simultaneously creating a sense of loving peaceful presence as we expand out and deepen further and further into the planet, the soular system, the galaxies out to the edges of creation and beyond where we experience SELF as the infinite one, the one consciousness, we are the drop dissolving into the ocean of being, surrendering to, softening into flow…

may this doorway between the worlds always stay open in each wild and beautiful moment and may we step up as conscious, co-creating imaginal cells of liberation breathing in the new /old template of peace…

Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 6 – Day 286 – 9/28/2019

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Named Soaring 28 2019 Moon-New-in-Libra

i love the energy of the new moon that draws us deeply into the dark earth womb, the stillpoint of creation, sacred space of listening for the new story… what is to be birthed… let’s join our hands together and journey into the birthing place feeling this new moon in libra breathing us peacefully, lovingly into a world of harmony… as we invoke her energy, we real-eyes we are one with this divine feminine energy always alive in our deepest center, always moving and changing in rhythmic cycles around the stillpoint…

as we breathe the new story in us, sister moon, we open ourselves to more fully receiving and radiating our truth, wisdom and love… the new/ancient story of connection, of interdependence, of the one and the many, each vitally important for the functioning of the whole, each crucial for the onederful beautiful world of our new story…

thousandfold thanks, dear new moon in libra, for quickening the re-membrance of cosmic oneness…

Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 6 – Day 285 – 9/27/2019

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Named Soaring 27 2019 Wisdom-Heart-Wave.

it’s been that kind of day… a day of deep peace of the running wave, a day of mysterious wisdom of the stilling wave, a day of dancing in the stillpoint between the worlds witnessing and real-eye-sing we are all being called to slow down, to come home to the heart, the true self, the present moment…

riding the wave of heart wisdom right into the center, the temple of emptiness

where….

there’s nothing to hold onto…

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This is the picture I prefer: In the middle of the river, with the shoreline out of view, the raft begins to disintegrate. We find ourselves with absolutely nothing to hold on to. From our conventional standpoint, this is scary and dangerous. However, one small shift of perspective will tell us that having nothing to hold on to is liberating. We could have faith that we won’t drown. Holding on to nothing means we can relax with this fluid, dynamic world.

~ Pema Chödrön ~

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namaste, beloveds

Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 6 – Day 284 – 9/26/2019

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Named Soaring 26 2019 Juliette-in-Olympic-National-Rainforest

today as i contemplate this International Day for the Total Elimination of Nuclear Weapons, my reverie turns inward musing on disarming inner nuclear weapons, tending to our one heart in these troubled  and gifted times… 

in the mysterious space of liminality when awakening from resting in the invisible realms, i love being rocked in the lap of grandmother breathing in her boundless love and breathing it out gratefully…

re-membering love is the most powerful medicine, i return and return and return and return again to bathe in these healing waters tending the garden of compassion located in the earth of being…

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In the name of daybreak
and the eyelids of morning
and the wayfaring moon
and the night when it departs,

I swear I will not dishonor
my soul with hatred
but offer myself humbly
as a guardian of nature,
as a healer of misery,
as a messenger of wonder
as an architect of peace.

In the name of the sun and its minors
and the day that embraces it
and the cloud veils drawn over it
and the uttermost night
and the male and the female
and the plants bursting with seed
and the crowning seasons of the firefly
and the apple, I will honor all life

—wherever and in whatever form
it may dwell—on Earth my home,
and in the mansions of the stars.

~ Diane Ackerman ~

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let us create a world of peace built on justice and guided by love…

Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 6 – Day 283 – 9/25/2019

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Named Soaring 25 2019 Pilgrimage-of-Radiance

we have arrived… we are home…

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so glad to be reunited with you and with our one heart bursting wide open in joy today as we walk the pathless path of peace, the pilgrimage of radiance, deeper into cosmic unity and re- member a lost chord of the celestial symphony… we are beloved community belonging to each other eternally in the true refuge of of our one heart…

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drawing down the energy of the waning moon

transporting us into an expansive field of the ocean of being,

may we all dwell here in compassion and harmony…

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an extraordinary journey today… to a whole new state calling for a different way:

dance this heart path with loving presence moment by moment taking courage come what may…

deepen into trusting the grace that’s always in play…

relax and soften surrendering to love…

flow with divine source below and above…

inside/outside, in front of/behind, all enveloping…

every outbreath an emptying, every inbreath a re-membering…

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namaste’

Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 6 – Day 282 – 9/24/2019

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Named Soaring 24 2019Rainbow Sky Ocean

today is the day to stretch the wings and fly to the other shore… what a day of heart soaring and sowing seeds of bliss from my perch by the open window with a panoramic overview of turtle island filtered through a lens of rainbow skysea taking me to an experience of many moons ago when great mystery revealed that the sky is rainbow colored and there will come a moment when we see it so…

it’s been quite a journey across turtle island to come home and quite a journey to return to the other shore home…

yes, dear Rumi, we all have wings with which we can soar…

namaste’

Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 6 – Day 281 – 9/23/2019

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Named Soaring 23 2019 Balance-Blessingway-Whale-Watcing-2016-Cape-Disappointment-019-1024x595

today is a favorite day of mine, this day of balance,and i celebrate today with a beautiful pilgrimage to a sacred spot with  the energy of new world, fragile grains of shifting sand blown out of the ocean of being to be pilgrims, poets on an awakening journey one with all that is…

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equinox mission:

balance the opposites

transmuting either/or into both/and

celebrating unity’s harmony…

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breathing in this moment of balance… being balance… reflecting yin/yang above/below, light/dark, spirit/matter as one… being one… creating a new vibration of integration… fusing all paths into one golden path dancing the way to the new world of harmony where we breathe in the rhythm of our one heart…

on this day of equinox, we move deeper into the mystery of balancing dark and light in the in between seasons’ space of summer and winter, of inner harvests and planting new seeds, we pause in the balance as the new world is breathing herself alive…

on this day energized by being equinox, may we contemplate balance… on this holy day, this day of at one ment, may we reap an inner harvest and appreciate a cornucopia of blessings…may we be gratitude embodied for all that is…

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O Gracious Goddess of all Fertility, we have sown and
reaped the fruits of our actions….
Grant us the courage to plant seeds of joy and love in
the coming year… Teach us and show us the secrets
of wise cosmic existence..,
O luminous one of the night!

blessed be!

Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 6 – Day 279 – 9/21/2019

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Named Soaring 21 2019 PEACE-Flight

“Empty yourself of everything.  Let the mind rest at peace.  The ten thousand things rise and fall while the Self watches their return.  They grow and flourish and then return to the Source.  Returning to the Source is stillness, which is the way of Nature.  The way of Nature is unchanging.”  ~Lao Tsu, Tao Te Ching

what an extraordinary/ordinary anniversary day marking the 45th moment of sun gazing on the 279th day of the poetic peace pilgrimage in the 9th moon on my mother’s 95th birthday which falls on the International Day of Peace – such a wealth of riches… the energy of 9 is reverberating and echoing and cascading today… harvesting, completion, letting go… a moment of saluting endings/beginnings, evolving into light, expanding into love… embodying 9’s energy as Hermit, Hermes with the lamp radiating wisdom for all to share, riding a peace wave of superabundance flowing in the blessingway of unconditional infinite love and gratitude… may we all rest peacefully in the lap of the divine mother warmed by the embrace of the central sun…

and, may this celebration of peace take flight around the world with every breath, in every moment, on every day… may we be peace now and now and now…

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Chinook Blessing

We call upon the earth, our planet home, with its beautiful depths and soaring heights,

its vitality and abundance of life, and together we ask that it

Teach us, and show us the Way.

We call upon the mountains, Saddle mountain and Wahkiakum mountain, the Willapa Hills, the summits of intense silence, and we ask that they:

Teach us, and show us the Way.

We call upon the waters that rim the earth, the waters of

Our great river the I-a-gayte-imas, the waters of Willapa Bay,

And all of the waters the flowing [sic] our rivers and streams, the water that falls

Upon us, and we ask that they

Teach us, and show us the Way.

We call upon the land which grows our food, the nurturing

Soil that sustains our lives, we ask that they

Teach us, and show us the Way.

We call upon the forests, the great cedar trees reaching

Strongly to the sky  with earth in their roots and the heavens in their

Branches, cedar tree is the keeper of all

Knowledge, and we ask them to

Teach us, and show us the Way.

We call upon the creatures of the fields and forests and the

Seas, our brothers and sisters Lilu the Wolf, Emulak the elk,

And Mauich the Deer, Chak-cahk the Eagle, the great

Whales and the Sturgeon, and the Salmon people who share

Our Chinook waters

Teach us, and show us the Way.

We call upon all those who have lived on this earth, our

Ancestors and our friends, who dreamed the best for future

Generations, and upon whose lives our lives are built, and

With thanksgiving, we call upon them to

Teach us, and show us the Way.

And lastly, we call upon all that we hold most sacred, the

Presence and power of the Great Spirit

Which flows through all the Universe, to be with us to

Teach us, and show us the Way.

Delivered by Chinook Tribal Chief Gary Johnson in Chinook homelands, November 18, 2005.