Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 7 – Day 126 – 4/20/2020

every day is earth day… as we approach the fiftieth year of global celebration in this space of great turning and cosmic rite of passage, i find myself profoundly attenuated to these subjects of mutation and initiation as we, all our relations go through two huge crises simultaneously… here we are smack dab in the middle of the ordeal phase where we are called to shed many of our fixed, unsustainable notions and radically change the way we live; yes, thay, our personal and collective survival depend on it… we must listen to our prophets and poet activists who’ve always listened to the voice greater and come together as beloved community…

Turning to One Another 

There is no power greater than a community discovering what it cares about.

Ask “What’s possible?” not “What’s wrong?” Keep asking.

Notice what you care about.

Assume that many others share your dreams.

Be brave enough to start a conversation that matters.

Talk to people you know.

Talk to people you don’t know.

Talk to people you never talk to.

Be intrigued by the differences you hear.

Expect to be surprised.

Treasure curiosity more than certainty.

Invite in everybody who cares to work on what’s possible.

Acknowledge that everyone is an expert about something.

Know that creative solutions come from new connections.

Remember, you don’t fear people whose story you know.

Real listening always brings people closer together.

Trust that meaningful conversations can change your world.

Rely on human goodness. Stay together.

~ Margaret Wheatley ~

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 7 – Day 125 – 4/19/2020

listen, listen, listen to Beloved’s heart song calling us, on this day we celebrate the astonishing light of being, to re-member the jewels are inside and all we have to do/be is open to their radiance filling us with soular power magnificent enough to power the cosmos with love…

dear sangha of light and love let’s conspire deeply through our one heart dropping into the center of being and taking another deep re-joy-sing breath, let’s drop down further into the core of being, the tiny space of the heart feeling the love you are, the love you transmit to the earth, the waters of life, your friends, family, trees, flowers, sunsets, sunrises, the moon, pet people, stone people, dolphins, whales, feathered people, ancestors…

let us rest here in this present moment, the only moment where love is all there is… here in the stillpoint of creation open the heart a little more and take this beautiful moment to listen to the profound silence of the heart and beloved’s message for you…

now, in the flowering field of love, breathe in the golden light flowing like raindrops from our earthmother who loves us so and breathe in the golden light flowing so generously from the skyfather’s morning star as we listen in the heart to the song singing us… yes, the moment is now to fall in love again and again in every moment with every breath…

deepest bows…

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 7 – Day 124 – 4/18/2020

i savor this day of rain falling gently and warming myself around the inner campfire connected etherically with all that is through the field of akasha as i begin a week of celebrating the fiftieth (golden) anniversary of earth day…

i was born (physically) on the 23rd day of one of our thirteen moons and soulfully on the 22nd of april which would become earth day… as a young child, i decided the 23rd psalm was mine, so here’s a song adapted from the 23rd for the 22nd…

the earth is our mother
we shall not want
her hand brings forth the green pastures
she tarries within the still waters
she leads us into flowering fields of fruitfulness
yea, as we walk through the summer of life unto death
we are not afraid, for you are with us
your womb in the earth enfolds us
you prepare a harvest before us and bless our homes
you fill us with milk and honey.
our cup overflows
surely, goodness and beauty nurture us all the days of life
and we are holy vessels of the earth forever…

vaya con gaia en paz, amor y alegria…

blessed bee…

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 7 – Day 123 – 4/17/2020

as with so many days over the last nine moons, i find myself with grandmother spider in the cave of wisdom gestating in earthmother’s womb as she weaves the web of our wandering star creating a beautiful tapestry…

as the native american story goes, grandmother leaves the weaving to go and stir the pot of nature seeds and in the interlude, her dog comes over and starts pulling a thread unraveling the beautiful web… ah yes, the great unraveling, mutation, chaos cycle…

we each have so much to learn from grandmother in our time of sheltering-in in the cave of wisdom… what does she do in response to the unraveling? throw up her hands and rail at the gods? she picks up a thread and begins weaving an even more beautiful world…

and so we are called as well, in this crisis, in this moment of danger and great opportunity to pick up our thread, what is ours to weave for the good of the whole… out of chaos comes creation, yes, takes chaos to give birth to dancing stars…

take heart, beloveds and follow your thread becoming one with it, being a rainbow thread of luminosity in the web of great mystery…

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 7 – Day 122 – 4/16/2020

today sings, is a day of re-joy-sing, at the frequency of death and rebirth, at the penultimate frequency of liberation, liberation arising from profoundly letting go; it sings at the frequency of love and surrendering to the cosmic hum which whispers only love is real; today sings at the frequency of light, golden rainbow light, this moment simply sings the call of spirit… i listen and re-member…

nine years ago today, a number portending the completion, the mastery of a mutation/chaos cycle, i coded and an angel of rainbow tinted white light came into me and flowed through me as she always does in times of troubled waters/turbulent seas, in moments of great peril…

spontaneously appearing as a vortex of whirling energy, this force field activates a mysterious healing flow sacredly, secretly, silently, softly, supportively, synchronisticly pumping warmth and wind back into me… i hear the team of earthly angels celebrating getting a pulse going in me, i’m returning to the land of the living, returning to the miracle of being breathed alive in this moment, in every moment…

thousandfold thanks, dear angels of the invisible and visible realms for watching over us in the dark of the night, in the light of the day, for breathing and weaving the all that is in the rhythm of waves of love energy’s unfolding mystery…

thank you for sharing this journey, for walking home together into the field out beyond and deeply within where we’re filled with the inner sea of luminescent love energy, yes, dear hearts, this chaos cycle births dancing stars, we mutate into golden beings, free at last!…

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 7 – Day 121 – 4/15/2020

today marks the first year anniversary of the burning of our lady, Notre Dame, and across mama gaia once again we gather to sing as we witness this year the healthcare workers coming home from work just as we sang last year as the ancient spire toppled… we wondered at that time how far the clean-sing and purifying fires would go… in our wildest imaginings, did anyone conceive a whole world stopped including the re-building of Notre Dame, with all of us compelled to shelter in to cleanse the inner temples first?

so here we interbe on the ides of april called to cleanse the inner temple of all thoughts, beliefs and perceptions based in duality and so missing the mark of oneness… until our thoughts are of pure love and our heartmind is still, our protective self acts as a thief to our true self’s way of unity consciousness… to that end, let us conspire, breathe together into the clean-sing of the temple…

see in the center of our being, a large fireball radiating like a sun…

into the center of the fireball, we place anything on the physical plane that is needing to be transformed, that no longer serves… as it goes into the center of the fireball, it is transformed, and the energy of life is released like the rays of the sun…

see this fireball turn into a blazing yellow sun… place into the center of the sun any emotions, desires, energies, ways of running energy that no longer serve… these energies are transformed into radiant rainbow spokes of pure energy…

now the sun turns into a deep indigo blue and we place into the center of the indigo sun any separative thoughtforms, ideas, concepts… as they enter into the sun, these thoughtforms are transformed into radiant spokes of pure energy and are being released into the temple of being in all the colors of the rainbow…

see the soul itself appear in the center of the temple of being… all of the love and the light that’s been released, we offer to the soul’s plan and purpose… this energy rises merging with the group soul quantum field infusing the greater plan…

from our soul quantum field, see and feel an energy of golden light come down through us all descending into our crown center all the way through all our vehicles clean-sing and purifying us for the engoldenment cycle to come when we real-eyes the astonishing luminosity of our interbeing… a la la ho!

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 7 – Day 120 – 4/14/2020

Peace is a daily, a weekly, a monthly process, gradually changing opinions, slowly eroding old barriers, quietly building new structures.
~ John  Kennedy ~

on this day understanding that we are all in this together, may we come together standing in love for love to invoke peace…

Peace to all beings
Whether near or far
Known or unknown
Real or imaginary
Visible or invisible
Born or yet to be born.
May all beings
Be well and happy
And free from fear.
Peace to all beings

Within and beyond the imagination
In the world of ideas
In the world of memories
And in the world of dreams.
May all beings
Be well and happy
And free from fear.

Peace in all elements
Of earth, air, fire and water
Fulfilled in space
Peace.

Peace in all universes
From the smallest cells in our bodies
To the greatest galaxies in space
Peace
And light rising

Peace to all beings
Within each being here
To those beings that have been in the past
And to those beings that are yet to be in the future
May all beings
Within each being here
Be well and happy
And free from fear.

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 7 – Day 119 – 4/13/2020

Vaya con Gaia en Paz, Amor y Alegri’a Blessing

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we have come to this world to be this…

we have come to this world to see this…

we have come to this world to become this…

we have come to this world to hear this…

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we have come to this world to see this…

all our relations living as one

we have come to this world to hear this…

all our relations breathing as one

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all our relations living as one

dancing our prayer as we turn around the sun

all our relations breathing as one

flowing in beauty to the cosmic moon hum

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we have come to this world to be this…

beloved community serving in joy

we have come to the world to become this…

one tree of interbeing rooted in earth, sheltered by heaven

 

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 7 – Day 118 – 4/12/2020

on this movable feast day of rebirth and resurrection in the midst of these unprecedented times of so much suffering as we are all thrown into the whirlwind of mutation, a soul song of joy quietly sings me and breathes me whispering of our dying to what doesn’t serve, to what has been corrupted to open space for innocence, the inner sense of joy to rise again, to see through the fresh eyes of a child beholding the world as a wilderness of wonder…

how perfect it is that sharing a picture worth a thousand words of the astonishing light of being falls on this day of celebration of resurrection and ascension, of the uniting of matter and spirit, of being reborn, of being in the world but not of the world, of being in this great turning together and awakening more and more to we are beloved community, we interbe…

in this moment, this beautiful moment, let us attune to the river of joy always flowing through to the tune of may our hearts be softened, may our minds be purified, may our words be more tenderly spoken, may our thoughts extend love to every living thing, may our actions be a blessing unto the world, may our souls shine and may we be continually humbled and saturated with wave after wave of transforming love and grace bringing greater comfort and understanding to every sentient being who desires it… may we move more deeply into your embrace now so that we may be consoled as one… let us seal this in the revolutionary energy of joy, love and peace…

thanking you for walking home and serving in joy with me...

namaste and deep bows, beloveds

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 7 – Day 117 – 4/11/2020

Resting in the River Meditation

today is a day of resting in the river wherever we are… join me in deep flowing space lulled by the words of Thay,  beloved teacher, Thich Nhat Hanh…

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My dear friends, suppose someone is holding a pebble and throws it in the air and the pebble begins to fall down into a river. After the pebble touches the surface of the water, it allows itself to sink slowly into the river.

It will reach the bed of the river without any effort. Once the pebble is at the bottom of the river, it continues to rest. It allows the water to pass by.

I think the pebble reaches the bed of the river by the shortest path because it allows itself to fall without making any effort. During our sitting meditation we can allow ourselves to rest like a pebble. We can allow ourselves to sink naturally without effort to the position of sitting, the position of resting.

The Buddha said, “My practice is the practice of non-practice.” That means a lot. Give up all struggle. Allow yourself to be, to rest.

Let us visualize the waves on the ocean, several waves appearing on the surface of the ocean. Some waves are big, there are those that are small, and each wave seems to have its own life.

…if the wave is able to bend down and touch the water within herself, it will realize that while it is a wave, it is at the same time water. Water is the foundation of the wave. While waves can be high and low, more and less beautiful, the water is free from all these notions. That is why if we are able to touch the foundation of our being, we can release our fear and our suffering.

Touching the foundation of our being means touching nirvana. Our foundation is not subjected to birth and death, being and non-being. A wave can live the life of a wave, but a wave can do much better than that. While living the life of a wave, a wave can live a life of the water. The more our solidity and our freedom grows, the deeper we touch the ground of our own being. That is the door for emancipation, for the greatest relief.

may we all rest in the deep river living the life of water in the devocean of interbeing…