Monthly Archives: April 2020

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 7 – Day 136 – 4/30/2020

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come to the river beloved

come to the river beloved

come to the river beloved

on the third call, we hear the waters of our one heart

and respond like every other day in this moon by diving deeply

into the ocean of being, jumping off the cliff into the unknown

to listen with the heart in the space beyond words…

here, in the stillpoint, we surrender into the most profound rest

germinating a transformed energy enlivening every cell with primal wildness…

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what a beautiful synchronicity… this day, walpurgis eve, the night to go wild with our bodies filtering sensations and perceptions through a rainbow lens cleansing all doors and windows, is also the day we bless the space between us as we close the circle on another moon or month (and, what a chaotic/creative moon!) of turning around the sun…

so, more than ever, let us all take this moment, this beautiful moment to bless this space we share… this deep space of mutation and initiation as we collectively journey in the dark, unknown and uncertain to gestate in the core of being, the womb of earthmother and listen, listen listen for her heart song, el canto hondo, the deep soul song of the cosmos calling us to reflect as we midwife an old/new heart consciousness to meet the crises, the dangers and opportunities of this extraordinary moment…

as great mystery hums our soul song through us, may we echo it to each other… to return, return, return to love by opening our one heart to divine flow’s breathing us, dreaming us,  singing us, praying us, dancing us, comforting us, supporting us, freeing us, animating us, blessing us, consecrating us in this extraordinary moment…

let us, meet this moment wholeheartedly and take up the cosmic call to transform our defense system into a sacred immune system supporting, regenerating a world of PEACE where we…

dance rainbow mystery devotedly

be more loving than ever before for the well being of all

be more compassionate than ever before for the well being of all

be more harmonious than ever before for the well being of all

be liberated with every breath

come home to true refuge dwelling in our one heart with every step…

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Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 7 – Day 135 – 4/29/2020

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on this day of celebrating the earth, we turn to our trees, our breath, teach us generosity as mothers of nourishment creating one vast network of trillions and trillions of roots intertwined as one, flooding the struggling with juice, receiving the dying standing talls’ marrow…

not i, only we, this network of generosity, this unfolding synarchy… let’s breathe in deeply filling ourselves with each  breath and letting go/ surrendering/softening through our soles with each outbreath…

smiling, we come deeper and deeper home with every breath… allowing… accepting… embracing…

 feeling our soles on the warm, mossy, forest floor syncing into the soil below while our limbs are outstretched toward the sky… we open deeply to pure presence as we bathe in the stillness and dance in the forest field…

let’s bow deeply to all our relations thanking each other for the sacred circle of life we are…

always being love…

namaste’…

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 7 – Day 134 – 4/28/2020

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“Attempt what is not certain. Certainty may or may not come later.”

~ Richard Diebenkorn ~

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“One doesn’t arrive… by necessarily knowing where one is going… In every work of art something appears that does not previously exist, and so, by default, you work from what you know to what you don’t know.”

~Ann Hamilton~

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such an extraordinary moment we are in with our whole island home on pregnant pause,in the liminal space of a mutation cycle, a transformative collective initiation calling us into true reality where everything is uncertain and unknown and it’s still the moon of april, national poetry month, so i offer a posting so in sync with where we are now… some of the great Polish poet’s, Wislawa Szymborska, acceptance speech when she was awarded the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1996…

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the poetics of not knowing

“Inspiration is not the exclusive privilege of poets or artists generally. There is, has been, and will always be a certain group of people whom inspiration visits. It’s made up of all those who’ve consciously chosen their calling and do their job with love and imagination. It may include doctors, teachers, gardeners — and I could list a hundred more professions. Their work becomes one continuous adventure as long as they manage to keep discovering new challenges in it. Difficulties and setbacks never quell their curiosity. A swarm of new questions emerges from every problem they solve. Whatever inspiration is, it’s born from a continuous “I don’t know.”

…I value that little phrase “I don’t know” so highly. It’s small, but it flies on mighty wings. It expands our lives to include the spaces within us as well as those outer expanses in which our tiny Earth hangs suspended. If Isaac Newton had never said to himself “I don’t know,” the apples in his little orchard might have dropped to the ground like hailstones and at best he would have stooped to pick them up and gobble them with gusto. Had my compatriot Marie Sklodowska-Curie never said to herself “I don’t know”, she probably would have wound up teaching chemistry at some private high school for young ladies from good families, and would have ended her days performing this otherwise perfectly respectable job. But she kept on saying “I don’t know,” and these words led her, not just once but twice, to Stockholm, where restless, questing spirits are occasionally rewarded with the Nobel Prize…”

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yes, may we earthlings consciously choose to follow the sacred calling of this moment to enter the inner wilderness of transformative imagination, of not knowing, of wondering for it is the surrender to not knowing that seeds our co-creation of a sustainable universe where all relatives flourish… strength and courage, beloveds!

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 7 – Day 133 – 4/27/2020

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every day has a moment of eternity waiting for you… ~William Blake~

on this day of celebrating earthmother and the moon, i want to share a healing talisman always with me… accompanying me to all healing temples, blue medicine painted pony sees me and others through everything and forms healing community wherever she is…. mary iron eyes worked overtime to complete her vision and prayer, blue medicine, before passing over in 2003…

in honor of peace and healing and mary iron eyes, will you join me in listening to an ancient story of opening our hearts to our true nature of wisdom, of radiance, an incandescence that always burns fiercely, magnificently at the core of being no matter how overwhelming things are for our little selves… notice where this story pulls you as we walk home together on the path of transformation…

once upon a time, a young woman was feeling abandoned and overwhelmed at the loss of love… fear clutched her, overwhelmed her and she went searching for a cure for love in the marketplaces, in the temples and nothing would open her heart… she heard tell of a sage who lived in a cave high up on a mountain that towered over her village and so she began the arduous journey to connect with the sage within the cave… she found him bent over a fire in the cave and asked if he had a cure for love and he asks her to return in three days for an answer and she sits in the unknowing of whether there’s a cure and returns as requested…

the sage tells her he has all the ingredients for a love cure save one – would she be willing to get this ingredient? of course she would, nothing was as important… the sage tells her she needed to bring him the whisker of a living tiger, a whisker from around his mouth close to his teeth… she protests that she is not up to such a dangerous assignment and he reminds her that she said she would gladly find the one missing ingredient and so she makes her way down the mountain and back to her hut where she continues to contemplate this overwhelming task while feeling more abandoned than ever… as she eats her dinner of rice, it comes to her that tigers have to eat as well and she fixes a bowl of rice for the man-eating tiger that lives on the other side of the mountain from the sage… she re-members that tigers aren’t vegetarian and adds some meat sauce for the tiger and takes off up the mountain to find the tiger… when she reaches a place where fear would not let her go any further, she left the bowl and made her way back to the hut…

night after night, she would venture back in search of the tiger, stepping over the empty bowl and going a little further and leaving another full bowl… one night as she was stepping over the previous night’s empty bowl, she saw the tiger coming towards her and she said that she meant him no harm and that she was on a mission for her soul… as he ate his nightly offering, she summoned her courage and plucked a whisker from his mouth and he pretended not to notice…

  dancing down the mountain, the young woman couldn’t wait to return to the sage… the next morning, she made her way to the sage and handed him the whisker which he dropped into the fire and she watched the missing ingredient turn to ash… outraged, she asked why the sage did that and he asked her how she’d been able to accomplish such an impossible task… she recounted how each night she had faced her fear and made her way up the mountain to find the tiger… the sage then asked if her heart was more dangerous than the heart of a tiger and she real-eyesed that in facing her fears, her heart opened… she now knew her heart, her fears, her soul… she journeyed to the wise center of being and to the fierce, magnificent radiance on the other side of the coin, so to speak…

facing the depths of the ocean of being is overwhelming… sitting in the timeless feelings of abandon and not abandoning ourselves, sitting in the fear and taking one more step is the eternal way of opening the heart ever more widely… fear is the thoroughfare of transformation… so when fear rises , know the true self is calling you into being more of the fullest expression of your true self…

breathe

take one more step

offer gratitude

celebrate!

the earth is our mother, care for her
honor your ancestors through your actions
open your heart and soul to great mystery
all life is sacred; treat all beings respectfully
take from earth what is needed and nothing more
put the good of all before your own interests
give constant thanks for each new day
speak the truth, but only of good in others
follow the rhythms of nature
enjoy life’s journey

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 7 – Day 132 – 4/26/2020

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every day has a moment of eternity waiting for you… ~William Blake~

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and, every day is earth day and on this day of celebrating the astonishing light of our being, let us color the earth in rainbow love and  contemplate the ancient rainbow prophecy…

“When the Condor of the South comes together with the Eagle of the North, the spirit of Mother Earth – Pacha Mama – will awake, then She will awake millions of her children, this will be the Resurrection of the Dead.”

~Inca Elder Willaru Huayta~

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the eagle and the condor prophecy of the Amazon speaks of societies splitting into two paths – that of the eagle and that of the condor with the path of the condor as the path of heart, of intuition and of the feminine and the path of the eagle as the path of the mind, of the industrial, and of the masculine…

this version of the prophecy says that the 1490s would begin a 500 year period during during which the eagle people would become so powerful that they would virtually drive the condor people out of existence…

the prophecy goes on to say that during the next 500 year period, beginning in 1990, the potential would arise for the eagle and the condor to come together, to fly in the same sky, and to create a new level of consciousness…

another version of the prophecy…

“And I saw a new heaven and a new earth: for the first heaven and the first earth were passed away; and there was no more sea.” (Rev. 21:1)

there are as many versions as there are cultures all with the same theme of unification, divine union, heirosgamos inciting transformation, our arrival on the shore of pure consciousness where…

the rivers run free and clear, the forests stand tall and abundant, animals and birds breathe clean air with all that is beautiful in our way of life as we smile and walk each other home together…

in this moment of eternity, we are given an opportunity to activate the caregiving, stewarding, co-creating way for the benefit of all relatives – may we full fill our sacred destiny…

a la la ho…

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 7 – Day 131 – 4/25/2020

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circle of color

water flowing home to source

reflecting beauty

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on another day of celebrating the earth, i celebrate the earth people rising to stand for our first mother – water who is so in need of our changing our ways…

mni wiconi… mni wiconi… mni wiconi…

water is life… water is life… water is life…

calling us to stand in love for water

to awaken to the dream bubbling up from the river below

will you stand in praise and protection of water? will you awaken to the dream of our first mother available to all her children? will you join our dream of all our relations gathered in peace? will you join us? will you gather with us in peace to protect our sacred mother waters?

In Praise of Water

Let us bless the grace of water:

The imagination of the primeval ocean
Where the first forms of life stirred
And emerged to dress the vacant earth
With warm quilts of color.

The well whose liquid root worked
Through the long night of clay,
Trusting ahead of itself openings
That would yet yield to its yearning
Until at last it arises in the desire of light
To discover the pure quiver of itself
Flowing crystal clear and free
Through delighted emptiness.

The courage of a river to continue belief
In the slow fall of ground,
Always falling farther
Toward the unseen ocean.

The river does what words would love,
Keeping its appearance
By insisting on disappearance;
Its only life surrendered
To the event of pilgrimage,
Carrying the origin to the end,

Seldom pushing or straining,
Keeping itself to itself
Everywhere all along its flow,
All at one with its sinuous mind,
An utter rhythm, never awkward,
It continues to swirl
Through all unlikeness,
With elegance:
A ceaseless traverse of presence
Soothing on each side
The stilled fields,
Sounding out its journey,
Raising up a buried music
Where the silence of time
Becomes almost audible.

Tides stirred by the eros of the moon
Draw from that permanent restlessness
Perfect waves that languidly rise
And pleat in gradual forms of aquamarine
To offer every last tear of delight
At the altar of stillness inland.

And the rain in the night, driven
By the loneliness of the wind
To perforate the darkness,
As though some air pocket might open
To release the perfume of the lost day
And salvage some memory
From its forsaken turbulence

And drop its weight of longing
Into the earth, and anchor.

Let us bless the humility of water,
Always willing to take the shape
Of whatever otherness holds it,

The buoyancy of water
Stronger than the deadening,
Downward drag of gravity,
The innocence of water,
Flowing forth, without thought
Of what awaits it,
The refreshment of water,
Dissolving the crystals of thirst.

Water: voice of grief,
Cry of love,
In the flowing tear.

Water: vehicle and idiom
Of all the inner voyaging
That keeps us alive.

Blessed be water,
Our first mother.

~ John O’Donohue ~

may we rest deeply in the river of life, the womb of the mother as we traverse this cosmic initiation of mutation and hear her wisdom of how we are to be in harmony…

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 7 – Day 130 – 4/24/2020

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every day has a moment of eternity waiting for you… ~William Blake~

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dan-sing in the center of the still medicine wheel

whirling and twirling the cosmic reel

resonating with the heartbeat of earth

listening deeply for the sounds of re- birth

flowing in this eternal moment of now,

all my relations, to you i deeply bow

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in this friendly universe where trust is the ground of consciousness

organically, our one heart opens wide as an empty vessel of spaciousness

 freeing us in every moment to dance in rhythm with ocean

singing our sacred soul song in wholehearted devotion

with each breath we return to our center, stillpoint of creation, holy ground of surrender

to begin a new moment of eternity anew with reverence and a wonderfilled awesome yes, Yes, YES!

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as we collectively descend into the dark unknown shedding what doesn’t give life and taking up our sacred work as caregivers, stewards of the cosmos, let us all join hands singing/praying to earthmother to hold us in the center for this world is challenging…. challenging all our relations to dance in the dark with great heart and interbe el canto hondo, our deep soul song that goes on eternally…

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 7 – Day 129 – 4/23/2020

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every day is a celebrating of our mother, a resounding of our commitment with our bounteous cosmos/with ourselves… for today’s celebration and psalm of cosmic adoration, i turn to an eco-poet, environmental activist and sacred sage of farsightedness to walk with us home along the green path into beloved community…

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Evening Thoughts: Reflecting on Earth As Sacred Community

…we must think about and respond to the urgency of a renewal of the integral community of life systems throughout the Earth. Renewal is a community project.

What is needed is a new pattern of rapport with the planet. Here we come to the critical transformation needed in the emotional, aesthetic, spiritual, and religious orders of life. Only a change that profound in human consciousness can remedy the deep cultural pathology manifest in such destructive behavior. Such change is not possible, however, so long as we fail to appreciate the planet that provides us with a world abundant in the volume and variety of food for our nourishment, a world exquisite in supplying beauty of form, sweetness of taste, delicate fragrances for our enjoyment, and exciting challenges for us to overcome with skill and action. The poets and artists can help restore this sense of rapport with the natural world. It is this renewed sense of reciprocity with nature, in all of its complexity and remarkable beauty, that can help provide the psychic and spiritual energies necessary for the work ahead.

We come into being in and through the Earth. Simply put, we are Earthlings. The Earth is our origin, our nourishment, our educator, our healer, our fulfillment. At its core, even our spirituality is Earth derived. The human and the Earth are totally implicated, each in the other. If there is no spirituality in the Earth, then there is no spirituality in ourselves.

We need a spirituality that emerges our of a reality deeper than ourselves, a spirituality that is as deep as the Earth process itself, a spirituality born out of the solar system and even out of the heavens beyond the solar system. For it is in the stars that the primordial elements take shape in both their physical and psychic aspects. Out of these elements the solar system and Earth took shape, and out of Earth, ourselves.

In our contemplation of how tragic moments of disintegration over the course of the centuries were followed by immensely creative moments of renewal, we receive our great hope for the future. To initiate and guide this next creative moment of the story of the Earth is the Great Work of the religions of the world as we move on into the future.

Thomas Berry

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may we take the great work on…

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 7 – Day 128 – 4/22/2020

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Happy B’Earth Day!

Holy Synchronicity!! Holy Trifecta!!!

wow – it is the 50th Earth Day Celebration along with my Soul Bearthday on this auspicious 4-4-4 day vibrating at earth frequency drawing down the potent energies of the taurus new moon in the season of the crown/corona virus mutating into the karuna/compassion virus…

  in this moment, this beautiful moment, with so much to share, i’m re-membering the first one in 1970 and feeling the passion and excitement of that day right here, right now… yes, feeling the great turning brings me to appreciating gaia, so let’s conspire, breathe together, shall we? 

breathe feelings of peace and love through your heart area for a few minutes to set a calm tone…

now connect in the heart with all relatives around the planet appreciating and caring for our Earth… feel the collective heart power amplifying the effectiveness of our care…

hold a vision of a pristine restoration for all of nature — oceans, rivers, trees, plants, animals, stars, clouds, minerals…

now see the crown of shining lights as a ring of compassionate heart energy surrounding our planet and see it dissipating humanity’s separation and lack of harmonious cooperation… see our relations awakening more deeply with an energetic connection with our true nature and understanding our feelings and behavior patterns affect cosmic harmony…

take a few minutes each day if possible, to envision an increasing momentum of people opening their hearts and putting love and heart-felt connection into action…

let’s close this breathing together by sending our compassionate care to all who are experiencing stress from the coronavirus pandemic, from the climate change, from social injustices, and other areas of stress, as your heart guides you…

may we listen deeply to mama gaia, emulate her devocean and compassion and be as she is – holy/wholly vessels of love…

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 7 – Day 127 – 4/21/2020

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drink with the beloved… we’re a caravan you see, moving toward our destiny…

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fill your cup, drink it up, ya allah allah

the fish in the water’s not thirsty

~ Kabir ~

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such a potent day… the eve of the new moon, the fiftieth celebration of earth day and b’earthday and the cosm has a different way for me to spend this day of eves… the power goes out in my neighborhood which somehow seems to be so in keeping with our planetary pregnancy… to have a pregnant pause and luxuriate in the sea of love energy preparing to plant seeds tomorrow in the holy vessels, seedpots we are feels just right …

we can plant whatever seeds we have the courage to be so take this moment to tune into devocean and conspire, breathe together… as we take a deep breath, let’s fuel ourselves with gratitude and find ourselves in the blink of an eye in the inner temple space of SMILE (Start My Internal Love Engine)… with our next deep breath, let’s relax into the feeling of smiling, of what fills us with love, with joy, with peace, with harmony and luxuriate in this frequency exhaling with an ah of awe… breathing in SMILE and holding it and multiplying the vibration five fold and with the next breath multiplying ten fold and then fifty fold and then a hundred fold, a thousand fold… being a temple radiating the music of the spheres, the cosmic hum, the psalm of re-joy-sing that all is well and we are free to be love’s frequency of peace, joy and harmony… breathing the beloved, being breathed by beloved again and again… breathing in intention, breathing out benefiting all our relations…

joining together under this new moon of the earth to plant seeds of re-new-all weaving an even more beautifull world… blessed be!