“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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welcome, welcome to day 61 of a season of peace, this day of closing the circle of musing on mutating march, a day of reverie reverencing this wild and woolly moon of transformation, this moon of our deepening the journey, the pilgrimage into great rainbow mystery, of sauntering, as in walking on holy land, into unknown passages…

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“For a seed to achieve its greatest expression, it must come completely undone. The shell cracks, its insides come out and everything changes. To someone who doesn’t understand growth, it would look like complete destruction.” ~ Marcel Proust ~

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blessing this space of awakening, of being fully present, of curiosity, of imagination, of courage in the face of chaos, of trust, of letting go, of breathing in and breathing out, of ebb and flow, of being lovingkindness, of standing in love for love, of being a season of peace built on justice guided by love, of walking home together and deepening into our cosmic heart of imaginal cells designed to unfold in rhythm with great mystery…

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The Journey

One day you finally knew
what you had to do, and began,
though the voices around you
kept shouting
their bad advice–
though the whole house
began to tremble
and you felt the old tug
at your ankles.
“Mend my life!”
each voice cried.
But you didn’t stop.
You knew what you had to do,
though the wind pried
with its stiff fingers
at the very foundations,
though their melancholy
was terrible.
It was already late
enough, and a wild night,
and the road full of fallen
branches and stones.
But little by little,
as you left their voices behind,
the stars began to burn
through the sheets of clouds,
and there was a new voice
which you slowly
recognized as your own,
that kept you company
as you strode deeper and deeper
into the world,
determined to do
the only thing you could do–
determined to save
the only life you could save.

~ Mary Oliver ~

welcome, welcome to day 61 of a season of peace, another day of re-treating into seatocean consciousness, into the inner chamber under the shell where we unplug from the technology of the outer world to enter deeply the world of interbeing where we are one and always connected… these last 12 days of diving so deeply into radical uncertainty and unknowing are a perfect prelude for the pilgrimage we are called to take now with our every breath and step and remind me of one of my favorite Wendell Berry poems…

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It may be that when we no longer know what to do
we have come to our real work,

and that when we no longer know which way to go
we have come to our real journey.

The mind that is not baffled is not employed.

The impeded stream is the one that sings.

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what a timely invitation to be on our real journey and come home to our real work as re-joy-sing streams…

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every step carries us deeper into impermanence

swirling and whirling in the cloud of unknowing

where things come and go in the rhythm of waves

and when the tide ebbs and darkness rolls in,

re-member, the tide will rise and bring spring back again…

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looking in the mirror today, children appear who, in this moment, have lost our way… sitting silently with us in the center of the wheel, i feel our pain… it is, oh, so real… do not run or fall asleep… in this moment, there’s a promise to keep – be present in the confusion and profound emptiness, sherpas for grieving children in this dark night of stillness, compassionate witnesses to our heart of stone, water flowing over us softens the tone, impeded streams begin to sing as the bells of our one heart resonantly ring…

deep bows and namaste…

welcome, welcome to day 60 of a season of peace, another day of embarking on a pilgrimage of hearing gaia’s call to be a healing vessel which has been forming forever, a day to celebrate the astonishing lightness of being and this day of not knowing, surrendering to and trusting in the whirlwind to lead the way as i devotedly tend the soil as my ancestors have over the millenia…

 in the very instant of surrendering to the whirlwind, we are transmuted into whirling rhythm… and in that moment,that long drawn-out moment, the world cracks wide open as we return to being farmers of the heart caring for the holy vessel we interare…

may we all awaken to earth’s energy re-membering we are one heart…
may we all awaken to earth’s oceans as our clean-sing tears…
may we all awaken to earth’s wind as our enlivening breath…
may we all awaken to earth’s landscape as our body…

may our one heart open dormant seeds
may our tears fill rain clouds
may our breath give flight to migrating birds
may our body be an island of refuge

may earth mother receive our one heart for her energy
may earth mother receive our tears for her oceans
may earth mother receive our breath for her wind
may earth mother receive our body for her landscape

 may earth mother open dormant seeds
may earth mother fill rain clouds
may earth mother give flight to migrating birds
may earth mother nurture islands of refuge

and, may the cycles of life flow unceasingly…

welcome, welcome to day 59 of a season of peace, a day calling for pause, re-treating ourselves in the gap to slow down into the rhythm of gaia coming home to our body and breath… breathing into the one body, breathing out smiling and softening…

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take heart, pilgrim, poet on a journey!

you were born for this:

to leap into the void and sprout wings and fly…

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as i write tonight, i am on silent re-treat so i shall let  Pema’s words on the deepening interior journey we are all traversing speak for me and for thee…

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On the journey of the bodhisattva, the path goes down, not up, as if the mountain pointed toward the earth instead of the sky. Instead of transcending the suffering of all creatures, we move toward turbulence and doubt however we can. We explore the reality and unpredictability of insecurity and pain, and we try not to push it away. If it takes years, if it takes lifetimes, we let it be as it is. At our own pace, without speed or aggression, we move down and down and down. With us move millions of others, our companions in awakening from fear. At the bottom we discover water, the healing water of bodhichitta. 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.

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yes, take heart..

shanti, shanti, shantihi…

welcome, welcome to day 58 of a season of peace, a day of leaping into the void of oceanic being trusting in the soul to know the way along the pathless path…

wondering how this pause of initiation is going for you and re-membering how as a wee child, i was instructed in the wisdom of pausing when things are getting overwhelming… years later i would hear of the wisdom of incorporating this practice of pausing throughout the day according to our ultradian healing rhythm cycling throughout our body every ninety minutes or so… honoring this cycle sustains the natural healing program of  our body temples and entrains the new rhythm we are all called to dance…

so, right now, in this moment, let’s tune in together to the transformational frequency of loving presence and experience one of the most important actions we can do this moment, this day, this life…

Pause

Breathe

Rest in the Gap

Slow Down

Relax

Witness the Beauty

Listen

Bless this Space

on our collective sojourn of pause, may we each be present in a deeper way trusting more profoundly whilst listening to the whispers from our one heart calling us to align with cosmic wisdom and flow in beauty being the soul of the space wherever we are…

welcome, welcome to day 57 of a season of peace, a day of leaping into the void of oceanic being trusting in the soul to flow in concert with the magnetic waves of spaciousness, trusting in the waves to bring us home to the one heart to dance with great mystery gracefully…

for so many moons, like you, i have felt this calling to let go of all save the essential sensing deep in my bones a tidal wave building that would sweep away everything in its path and to take refuge in the tiny space of the heart resting in the deep song and peace of the running wave where i am flanked by and hold paws with our sea otter tribe ensuring we all stay connected and do not drift away from each other during the dark night…

in this deep earth space of an unprecedented chaos cycle enveloping the cosmos, we share the tunnel, the birth canal and living the questions of what’s to come…

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First the animals began dying, going extinct, and we did not stop
what we were doing because we are not animals.
Then the glaciers started melting and we did not stop
what we were doing because we thought we could do without them.
Then the forests were disappearing and we did not stop
cutting down the trees
because we could not imagine being unable to breathe.
Then the virus came and there was no one to stop us
but ourselves. ~ Deena Metzger ~

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in this liminal space where existence is at stake, we don’t have the indulgence of lies and pretense, we must live the questions of how to meet the challenges, how to live, we must dig deeply into the roots and listen for their radical (rooted) answers… yes, we are dying, not one of us will get out of here alive… may we use this dark night for the benefit of all and learn how to truly live as the dancing stars we are…

welcome, welcome to day 56 of a season of peace, day 100 of this seventh turn around the sun on the poetic peace pilgrimage and the first night of the celebration of the Hindu festival of Navaratri..

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may the spirit of the sea of love energy open our one heart to re-membering our true nature as an ocean, a devocean of overflowing lovingkindness…

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   the words above echo through me today as i metaphorically meander with the ocean along the rocky coast of life in this moment to look deeply within reflecting upon the vast seasky that stretches forever and ever and listen to the rhythm of the waves and the comforting voice of grandmother resonating from the deeps below…

“I send love and blessings to all from the spirit world. I am so honored to feel your love and your concern. 

Do not forget to do everything you can to heal the oceans and water of this beautiful planet. Send your healing, loving thoughts to the water daily and get others to do the same. You must hold a vision of the water sparkling clean and full of vibrant life, for as you create this vision it will be done. It will however, take millions of people holding this vision to make the shift.

Do not be dragged down by the current chaos in the world. Humans are gifted and powerful creators. You only need to shift your focus ever so slightly to come into alignment and do good for each other and all creatures on planet earth. It is time to forgive and let go of violence. Make your priority loving the earth, loving and supporting each other, loving and protecting all creatures, and doing everything you can to make life a paradise for all.” 

~ Granny ~

may we come home to our open one heart dan-sing synchronicity in alignment with the cosmic truth of our belonging to each other with all of our actions effecting and influencing creation…

welcome, welcome to day 55 of a season of peace and day 99 of this seventh turn around the sun on the poetic peace pilgrimage, a day of drawing down the energy of the dark new moon to midwife the dark night of the soul and the rebirth of the collective true self as we come together in this moment of pause to re-member we belong to each other and are one holy vessel made up of trillions of cells called to be there for each other knowing this in our bones…

 falling in love with paths and pilgrimages as a child, i loved the annual spring ritual of watching The Wizard of Oz and dancing merrily down the yellow brick road with Dorothy, the Scarecrow, the Tin Man and the Cowardly Lion… march winds and turbulent energy flows are taking me back to the whirlwind that began the journey of awakening for Dorothy, for me, for you…

in the midst of the tornado, everything known and stable is deconstructed to be built anew and so we must start fresh with a child’s vision of wonder and trust as we travel the yellow brick road, the golden path, the SHERO Journey to SELF™ where we re-member, like Dorothy, that we had the power all along, we are the power, we always have the ability to come home, we are always home…

may we go forward boldly in sync with the aries new moon to love and serve all our relations…

welcome, welcome to day 54 of a season of peace on the twenty-third day of musing march which had i real-eyesed what this moon would be about, it would be mutating march.. here we are in the last moments of this day in my time zone and the new moon will be here soon so i’ll go ahead and honor the new moon in aries, the first of the astrological new year, this moon of awesome awakening, calling us to trailblaze the pathless path as we rebirth ourselves…

this fiery, go forth boldly new moon which may trigger feeling deep core wounds of abandonment and i’m not enough, also supports our healing and transforming the wounds into strengths and coming into a more profound knowing of who we truly are …

so let us spend some moments in the earth of our being musing upon what seeds need planting in this time of great turning, seeds that will root and anchor us as we all go through this collective timeout, this reset, this rebirth which we all signed up for and are so able to meet the challenges, yes, we are enough, more than enough to be a great orchard commonunity bridging heavenearth…

welcome, welcome to day 53 of a season of peace which synchronisticly falls on world water day and even more synchronisticly, the day we celebrate the astonishing light of our being with source calling me on this third and final day of the bounteous 14th whalewitnessing re-treat to swim in the timeless zone’s waters of life… let’s all take this moment, this breath to reset and to celebrate water = we are the eternal radiance, astonishing lights of beingness made to flow into impermanence, uncertainty and the unknown as holy seaworthy vessels…

UN World Water Day on March 22 is a part of a worldwide mission to ensure everyone has access to safe drinking water. Right now, many of the world’s poorest do not have access to one of our most valuable natural resources.

In many areas around the world taps, pipes and wells simply don’t exist and if they do they’re not affordable for many people. It means drinking dirty water is the only option with dirty water being responsible for hundreds of thousands of deaths each year.

We, like all other bodies of water, can change course and follow a sustainable direction by first believing we can and next acting on the belief with action by loving our waters for they are our mother, our ancestors and are the web weaving all our relatives into an amazing tapestry. We have a duty of care to protect and nurture our grandmothers and grandfathers and mothers and fathers who give us life.

May we all envision and answer the urgent call to action for a world where everyone drinks safe water instead of the present figure of only.01% is potable. Here’s a first step whenever using this sacred elixir…

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Prayer When Drinking Water

As I receive this water and it flows through me,
May it become medicine dispelling all ills,
May it become medicine revealing the wisdom within and through out.
I offer apology for any harm done through wrong speech & action

As this water flows through me and becomes vapor,
May it purify the atmosphere
May it nourish the wisdom potential in the people
I offer apology for any harm done through wrong speech & action

As this water flows through me, and returns to the water table
May it remove the impurities of chemicals placed within the water
May the water be made new again
May this water become medicine for all beings in this and all worlds

~ Venerable Dhyani Ywahoo ~

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