Monthly Archives: October 2019

Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 6 – Day 309 – 10/21/2019

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Named Opening 21 2019 Lotus

Bodhichitta is our heart—our wounded, softened heart. Right down there in the thick of things, we discover the love that will not die. This love is bodhichitta. It is gentle and warm; it is clear and sharp; it is open and spacious. The awakened heart of bodhichitta is the basic goodness of all beings.

~ Pema Chodron ~

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today is one of those oxygen masks days when the need to return to self by breathing into the belly, the wisdom space is a requisite… somehow, i feel it’s so in rhythm with the turn of the wheel as we enter the darkest part of the year in the northern hemisphere, a mystical season, where we may feel the darkness as sanctuary and it may bring up fear and discomfort because of what is unseen which can trigger feelings of  disorientation and danger…

trauma exists here in our innermost caverns as  layers of heartache and as we welcome each of these visitors by opening our heart, we liberate ourselves and the collective…

this sacred sojourn of descent, this magickal mystery tour leads to transformation when we hold the tension and surrender into our softened heart…

may we always come home to the heart, to the garden of peace, being present in the moment, in the presence of the beloved resting in the stillpoint, the unchanging, taking a silent still pregnant pause in the moments of feeling so stretched and uncomfortable right before the crowning… in this moment of presence,  open more fully to birthing the new, surrendering to nature, to love and creating from this sacred space… YES! to full blooming lotushood…

 

Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 6 – Day 308 – 10/20/2019

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Named Opening 20 2019 Blessed-are-the-weird-web1

thousandfold thanks for all the weird relatives, creative rebels, imaginal cells of real-eye-sing… those astonishing lights of being who rekindle our flame by setting their lives on fire and fanning the flames of all relatives in the openhearted field…

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– Beatitudes for the Weird –
by Jacob Nordby

Blessed are the weird people
—poets, misfits, writers, mystics
heretics, painters & troubadours—
for they teach us to see the world through different eyes

Blessed are those who embrace the intensity of life’s pain and pleasure,
for they shall be rewarded with uncommon ecstasy.

Blessed are ye who see beauty in ugliness,
for you shall transform our vision of how the world might be.

Blessed are the bold and whimsical,
for their imagination shatters ancient boundaries of fear for us all.

Blessed are ye who are mocked for unbridled expression of love in all its forms, because your kind of crazy is exactly that freedom for which the world is unconsciously begging.

Blessed are those who have endured breaking by life,
for they are the resplendent cracks through which the light shines.

from Blessed Are the Weird – A Manifesto for Creatives

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praise to all angels of light whose eyes flash like lightening
born from the tear of compassion
praise to all angels of light, with faces like moon’s lighting the sky…

Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 6 – Day 307 – 10/19/2019

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Named Opening 19 2019 Poetic-PEACE-Pilgrim-Jeweled-Profile

“Let there be spaces in your togetherness, And let the winds of the heavens dance between you. Love one another but make not a bond of love: Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls. Fill each other’s cup but drink not from one cup. Give one another of your bread but eat not from the same loaf. Sing and dance together and be joyous, but let each one of you be alone, Even as the strings of a lute are alone though they quiver with the same music. Give your hearts, but not into each other’s keeping. For only the hand of Life can contain your hearts. And stand together, yet not too near together: For the pillars of the temple stand apart, And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other’s shadow.”
― Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet

did you awaken as i did in this heart space to this moment re-membering the universe in each moment is making us an irresistible offer? thousandfold thanks, Desiree, and everyone for conspiring to gift with so many moments of savoring this potent space between us of initiating the cosmic wedding and weaving the threads of  eternal presence into the lush field of the divine matrix… an infinite moment after moment, truly, of love after love…

Love After Love

The time will come
when, with elation
you will greet yourself arriving 
at your own door, in your own mirror
and each will smile at the other’s welcome,

and say, sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you

all your life, whom you ignored
for another, who knows you by heart.
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,

the photographs, the desperate notes,
peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit. Feast on your life.

Derek Walcott

Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 6 – Day 306 – 10/18/2019

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Named Opening 18 2019 Rumi-Bridge-at-Columbia-Gorge-10-4-15-1024x784

every outbreath an emptying, every inbreath a re-membering and living the quest ion of how to be our one wold and precious life…

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Rain/Tears

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falling from the heavens above

kissing the earth gently with love

soaking into every cell

awakening our re-membering all is well

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today, we cross the bridge to meet in a field on the north side of the river serving as seeders of the divine matrix, Einstein’s unified field.. in making this pilgrimage, i feel as if i have walked thousands of miles from one country to another connected only by a bridge, a bridge connecting everything, a bridge demonstrating we are one unified, radiant field of love…

yesterday, we were called to die to everything, today we are called to breathe life, to breathe love into everything with every thought word and deed…

may we be open, organically present in the emptiness of now, in this moment, in every moment, to what is as the love we are…

Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 6 – Day 305 – 10/17/2019

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Named Opening 17 2019 Gratitude-Emoto

today, as the sun shines on the hexagram of veneration, i re-member and venerate this being born eight years and a day before my birth… being cancerian crabs, we also share a love of water, today calls me into the field of water crystals to honor his life on the anniversary of his death and seeing that date brings up an image of the occupy movement of  eight years ago inspiring my occupying the abundance of infinite love and gratitude, now known as dwelling in the abundance of infinite love and gratitude…

so many synchronicities, so many interconnections as i gaze at this water crystal called love and thanks, letting Dr Emoto’s words on gratitude perfume consciousness…

 i aspire to being the embodiment of gratitude and practice daily with a continuous loop of thank yous as one of the most transformative acts on our way to being shining…

thank you, thank you, thank you, Masaru, for opening us to water’s hidden messages…

Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 6 – Day 304 – 10/16/2019

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Named Opening 16 2019 Blue-Star-Vortex-Dancing

the miracle is to walk on earth in a sacred way as a free and easy wanderer of wonder breathing in the rhythm of the waves  dwelling deeply in the present moment feeling every wild cell humming with abandon in the inner quiet of the stillpoint…

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today i awaken to being a free and easy wanderer, that liberated state of being the pathless path magnetically pulls us to dance…

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A MIND THAT HAS NO WALLS, THAT IS NOT BURDENED WITH ITS OWN ACQUISITIONS, ACCUMULATIONS, WITH ITS OWN KNOWLEDGE, A MIND THAT LIVES TIMELESSLY, INSECURELY – TO SUCH A MIND, LIFE IS AN EXTRAORDINARY THING. SUCH A MIND IS LIFE ITSELF, BECAUSE LIFE HAS NO RESTING PLACE.
– JIDDU KRISHNAMURTI –

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traveling widely and deeply through outer space and inner space to a place beyond words… a place of being, homecoming, one with the tides of life… walking a path of devotion… always being love… always being thanksgiving…

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every inbreath a re-membering we ar spirit beings on a journey into great mystery calling us to look within and see true reality – we are one vast interbeing with each cell belonging to each other…

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may we all be birds in flight soaring in wide open spaciousness flowing like the mighty river below the river as a dynamic current of  restorative joy…

Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 6 – Day 303 – 10/15/2019

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Named Opening 15 2019 dark-night-to-revelation-moon-new-black

there seems to be something so potent in the rhythm of the autumnal web of life, especially around the ides, mid-month… each turn around the sun at this moment i feel the collective dark night, the collective trauma reaching feverish pitch so intensely and  spilling into the personal realm… as the full moon of the stormy seas and global dark night cast a shadow across the cosmos, i’ve been experiencing a mini dark night, profound loss in a brief moment until i act like a squirrel by gathering the quintessence and calling in Porcupine Goddess to share an ancient wisdom story illuminating the place i and we find ourselves…

long ago, in the coldest winter ever, many of our relations were dying… we of the porcupine council met and decided we’d nestle together to keep warm and stay alive… alas, we were warm but the quills of our neighbors were wounding us, so we decided to separate from each other to relieve the hurts of living in close quarters… although now we were protected from being wounded, we began to die one by one, alone and frozen cold… faced with our extinction or living as wounded porcupines, we chose wisely – deciding to return to being together… we learned to live with wounds caused by being in close relationship to receive the greater benefit of the warmth that comes from others. this way, we were able to not only survive but also to thrive; to flourish in regenerative cycles organically arising from the harmony sung by the implicate order…

may we be as wise as our porcupine relations real-eye-sing interdependence, the way of the  openheart, is the way…

Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 6 – Day 302 – 10/14/2019

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Named Opening 14 2019 Water-Standing-Rock-Celebration-Pause

Rising Up on Indigenous Peoples Day

for life to continue on earth, every day must be indigenous peoples day and so with the deepest intention, today’s contemplation is dedicated to all indigenous relatives in this moment of great planetary crisis…
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“There comes a time when all life on Earth is in danger. Barbarian powers have arisen. Although they waste their wealth in preparations to annihilate each other, they have much in common: weapons of unfathomable devastation and technologies that lay waste the world. It is now, when the future of all beings hangs by the frailest of threads, that the kingdom of Shambhala emerges.
Now you can’t go there because it is not a place. It exists in the hearts and minds of the Shambhala Warriors. And you can’t tell a Shambhala Warrior by looking at her and him. The time is coming said Rinpoche when great courage is required of the Shambhala warriors, moral courage and physical courage and that’s because they are going to go right into the heart of the barbarian powers to dismantle their weapons.”
Joanna Macy recounts the twelve centuries old Tibetan Buddhist prophecy as told to her by her teacher
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as Changing Woman dons her seasonal robes shifting the colors of the landscape, do you feel the shifting consciousness moving us from suffering a domination consciousness to celebrating an embodied, relational, holistic, sacred way of being in harmony with the web of life?

where we… respect natural laws, live in reciprocity with our earth mother, live within capacity, respect the sacredness of all our relations, of nature as a sanctuary that fills our every need, listen to the voice of the first peoples whose ear to the past and eye to the future grounds them in the present moment as a fractal of every moment…

this ecological tipping moment where their call to action to stand for our water and air and trees is ever so timely and so critical… no more polluting water, cutting down trees, digging out oil for oil is earth mother’s blood and if we dig it, creation will die…

may we all stand in solidarity with the wisdom and ways of an embodied, wholistic consciousness simultaneously referencing past and future informing our actions in the here and the now to live well with deep reverence and close to the ground in sacred relationship with our mothership…
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in this field of love may we walk
all day long may we walk
through the turnings may
we walk
on the trail of pollen
may we walk
with love in our one heart may we walk
with  love before us may we walk
with love behind us may we walk
with love above us may we walk
with love all around us may we
walk
wandering on a trail of
love, may we walk
beginning in love
deepening in love 
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thousand fold thanks for indigenous wisdom way…
namaste

Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 6 – Day 301 – 10/13/2019

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Named Opening 13 2019 Moon-Full.-1024x768

holy synchronicity! today is the day of celebrating the astonishing light of our being along with the full moon of stormy seas, a full moon of lightning fast change and transformation…

this full moon, also known as the wise woman (witch, witke) is certainly that as she whispers to us of being the whirlwind, the change, the transformation and shifting into the ancient story rising anew… of coming home to heart consciousness, sacred space of belongingness, beloved community where there’s only one of us here in a thousand thousandfold forms in an ever expanding field of awakening dreamers, imaginal cells as deep and wide as ocean and sky…

in my cell of the cosmos, today dawns in just this way as a sister pilgrim takes her leave to venture out to meet the daughter of her daughter…

it’s such a powerful moment and i sync deeply into the illuminating supercharged currents radiating from sister moon to listen, listen, listen…

today, everything can change in a moment and we can exercise our superpower of unstoppability… breathing into this moment, sauntering into this moment, looking into the fire of this moment as i feel the igniting of the creative flow. i hear the wise woman…

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“I who am the beauty of the white moon among the stars and the mysteries of the waters,

I call upon your soul to arise and come unto Me. For I am the soul of nature that gives life to the universe. From Me all things proceed and unto Me they must return.
Let My worship be in the heart that rejoices, for behold — all acts of love and pleasure are My rituals. Let there be beauty and strength, power and compassion, honor and humility, mirth and reverence within you.

And you who seek to know Me, know that your seeking and yearning will avail you not, unless you know the Mystery: for if that which you seek, you find not within yourself, you will never find it without.

For behold, I have been with you from the beginning, and I am that which is attained at the end of desire.”

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may we be filled with lovingkindness

may we be well

may we be peaceful and at ease

may we be happy

shanti shanti shantihi…

Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 6 – Day 300 – 10/12/2019

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Named Opening 12 2019 Thay-Poet-Sees-Cloud-Wisdom-of-Thich-Nhat-Hanh

sending this moment, this beautiful moment  of interbeing out into the openhearted field with Thay’s words…

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Interbeing

If you are a poet, you will see clearly that there is a cloud floating in this sheet of paper. Without a cloud, there will be no rain; without rain, the trees cannot grow; and without trees, we cannot make paper. The cloud is essential for the paper to exist. If the cloud is not here, the sheet of paper cannot be here either. So we can say that the cloud and the paper inter-are. “Interbeing” is a word that is not in the dictionary yet, but if we combine the prefix “inter-” with the verb “to be,” we ha vea new verb, inter-be. Without a cloud and the sheet of paper inter-are.

If we look into this sheet of paper even more deeply, we can see the sunshine in it. If the sunshine is not there, the forest cannot grow. In fact, nothing can grow. Even we cannot grow without sunshine. And so, we know that the sunshine is also in this sheet of paper. The paper and the sunshine inter-are. And if we continue to look, we can see the logger who cut the tree and brought it to the mill to be transformed into paper. And wesee the wheat. We now the logger cannot exist without his daily bread, and therefore the wheat that became his bread is also in this sheet of paper. And the logger’s father and mother are in it too. When we look in this way, we see that without all of these things, this sheet of paper cannot exist.

Looking even more deeply, we can see we are in it too. This is not difficult to see, because when we look at a sheet of paper, the sheet of paper is part of our perception. Your mind is in here and mine is also. So we can say that everything is in here with this sheet of paper. You cannot point out one thing that is not here-time, space, the earth, the rain, the minerals in the soil, the sunshine, the cloud, the river, the heat. Everything co-exists with this sheet of paper. That is why I think the word inter-be should be in the dictionary. “To be” is to inter-be. You cannot just be by yourself alone. You have to inter-be with every other thing. This sheet of paper is, because everything else is.

Suppose we try to return one of the elements to its source. Suppose we return the sunshine to the sun. Do you think that this sheet of paper will be possible? No, without sunshine nothing can be. And if we return the logger to his mother, then we have no sheet of paper either. The fact is that this sheet of paper is made up only of “non-paper elements.” And if we return these non-paper elements to their sources, then there can be no paper at all. Without “non-paper elements,” like mind, logger, sunshine and so on, there will be no paper. As thin as this sheet of paper is, it contains everything in the universe in it.

The Heart of Understanding: Commentaries on the Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra

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thousandfold thanks…