Monthly Archives: September 2020

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 7 – Day 287 – 9/28/2020

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The Peace of Wild Things

When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting with their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.

~ Wendell Berry~

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may we all take heart and rest in the grace of the world this moment…

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 7 – Day 286 – 9/27/2020

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on this day of celebrating the astonishing light of being, let’s come together to conspire, to breathe together and be the transformation… with this breath, open your wings being peace… and with the next breath spread your wings flying peace around the world… what a beautiful sight – a cosmos of peace built on justice and guided by love…

in 2013, the UN General Assembly (UNGA) declared September 26 to be the International Day for the Total Elimination of Nuclear Weapons with the aims of the day being to enhance public awareness about the threat posed to all beings by nuclear weapons and the necessity for their total elimination… inspired by an incident that unfolded on September 26, 1983 at a Soviet nuclear early warning facility that nearly led to a nuclear war by accident, thanks be for the being who saved the world and now it is our turn…

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“Today the danger of some sort of a nuclear catastrophe is greater than it was during the Cold War and most people are blissfully unaware of this danger…Because we don’t understand the dangers, we make no serious attempt to repair the hostility between the United States and Russia. And so we are allowing ourselves to sleepwalk into another catastrophe. We must wake up.” 

~William J. Perry, former U.S. Secretary of Defense~

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i wanted to wait until today to to write about this cause so dear to my heart and essential for our continuation as i was so inspired by a program yesterday of such astonishing light on women transforming our nuclear legacy, a program that will meet monthly for a year, a call to action so urgently needed and being worked on by peacemakers of every age and variety across the globe, a call i hope you’ll join me on if you are not already involved…


Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 7 – Day 285 – 9/26/2020

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Everything the power of the world does is done in a circle. The sky is round and I have heard that the earth is round like a ball and so are all the stars. The wind, in its greatest power, whirls, birds make their nests in circles, for theirs is the same religion as ours. The sun comes forth and goes down again in a circle. The moon does the same, and both are round.

Even the seasons form a great circle in their changing, and always come back again to where they were. The life of a man is a circle from childhood to childhood and so it is in everything where power moves. Our tipis were round like the nests of birds and these were always set in a circle, the nation’s hoop, a nest of many nests where the Great Spirit meant for us to hatch our children.

~Hehaka Sapa (Black Elk)~

we are one interconnected circle of interbeing, blessed be… a sacred hoop belonging to each other eternally…

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 7 – Day 284 – 9/25/2020

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oh, what interesting times we live in and in interesting times we need to slow down and hear interesting slowly as into-resting… relaxing into the earth of being, the uncertainty, the overwhelming barrage, the fear that can be triggered when it feels nothing creative will sprout again, when we are looking through a glass darkly….

in this pivotal moment, can you stay faithful to the creative process when it feels it has abandoned you? in this long stretch of seeming infertility that feels will always be our companion is the moment for us to tend the seeds most tenderly than ever singing over them with the soul song singing in new life as you become so still until you are one with the inner law of spirit which always knows the geography of the soul and then like the hummingbird hovering over the flower you are able to drink in the nectar, the quintessence, the essence of essence, love…

i’ll close with sage words from Thomas Merton…

“Do not depend on the hope of results. You may have to face the fact that your work will be apparently worthless and even achieve no result at all, if not perhaps results opposite to what you expect. As you get used to this idea, you start more and more to concentrate not on the results, but on the value, the rightness, the truth of the work itself. You gradually struggle less and less for an idea and more and more for specific people. In the end, it is the reality of personal relationship that saves everything.”

thank you for your openhearted presence and great courage to trust in the implicate order unfolding for our benefit as we conspire, breathe together co-creating a cosmos of peace built on justice and guided by love…

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 7 – Day 283 – 9/24/2020

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today, like so many days over the past moonth as i go through this death/rebirth pilgrimage, this soul song, Rumi’s poem sings me inspiring my coming back to life…

thank you beloved, divine presence and beloveds, divine presences for sharing the dance of synchronisiddhi of deepening our pilgrimage into great mystery… cheers!!!!! hope you find it as enlivening as i do…

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Drink the wine down, tip the glass.  Drink with the Beloved.
Take this breath like it’s your last.   Drink with the Beloved.
We’re a caravan, you see, moving towards our destiny.  You must find the eyes to see.
Drink with the Beloved.

La Illaha il’Allah, La Illaha il’Allah
La Illaha il’Allah, La Illaha il’Allah

Go to the East or to the West.  Drink with the Beloved.
You can’t escape this birth and death.  Drink with the Beloved.
Drink the cup of loving down.  This is truly drink and drown.  What is lost, it shall be found.
Drink with the Beloved.

La Illaha il’Allah, La Illaha il’Allah
La Illaha il’Allah, La Illaha il’Allah

So listen to the inner call.  Drink with the Beloved.
The tavern masters rise and fall.  Drink with the Beloved.
Watch the drunkards reel and spin.   Feel the Presence from within, toasting with the dearest Friend.  Drink with the Beloved.

La Illaha il’Allah, La Illaha il’Allah
La Illaha il’Allah, La Illaha il’Allah

~ Rumi ~

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ah, it’s not yet that day of the moonth, the last day, the day of blessing the space between us but in this new state that’s all i really want to do – come together to sing blessing the space of our belonging together no matter what, being here for each other eternally…

may we come together in every moment to strengthen and stretch our heart muscle and to polish the mirror of being, of deepening into our true nature which is not only what Rumi calls us to but also which this moment of planetary mutation calls us to, which is what viruses call us to as they whisper to the genes to mutate, transform… what healing balm to have such astonishing light beings to dance the pathless path together drinking in that in the spaciousness of our being together in this present moment all is well come what may so let us devote this wild and precious moment and every wild and precious moment to opening our hearts and being peace…

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 7 – Day 282 – 9/23/2020

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ah… taking a deep breath and another opening the heart ever wider and wider and one more feeling the golden light raining into every wild cell of the one body… it feels like the first time ever that i’m posting to my website blogs and in a way it is… in linear time, it’s been a month; in apocalyptic august and soulful september flow, it’s been several lifetimes… when last i posted, i had gone off with beloved family for a long weekend which turned into quite an adventure i didn’t see coming… or did i?

yesterday marked the four week anniversary of my latest close encounter with death and i’ve been slowly coming back to life… still i hear the words of the ICU doctor standing at the threshold of my room saying to the nurse it was a miracle i was alive… more on this later but for now i want to do a redux on the last post back on the 23rd of august because it’s just what i want to say right now and what was such a part of bringing me back… thank you to all co-hearts in the sangha of the one heart of boundless love for singing me back here…

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Welcome Home!

relatives, we are lovingly invited

to spend this moment, this beautiful moment

at home with Beloved…

simply being presence of essence…

come as you are, your radiant Self,

for this moment of

wonder, awe, bliss, compassion, flow, grace, joy, kindness

to drink in the gamma rays flooding the cosmos with a divine transfusion of transfiguring love…

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in the wake of the great reset following the total eclipse of the sun three years ago at this time, a dream arises of being in a field where the Beloved Communion dwells and hearing that our mission is to sing… last night/this morning the dream returns saying it is the moment to be about this business of singing in the wake of the ever quickening initiation we are all undergoing…

are you hearing beloved singing you? listen a little deeper for the cosmic hum as you suspend noise and distraction in this moment, this beautiful moment… are you hearing the whispers of the ancestors flowing through our oceanic body? ah yes, let’s pause here in the stillpoint and align with the rhythm of our one heart…

may earth’s song reach into our deepest and wildest sacred spaces… may we hear the melodic voices of all our relations… may our inhalations inspire re-joy-sing and our exhalations re-sound and re-verberate harmony throughout the watery womb of our one heart…

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our roots go down, down into the earth…

our branches reach high, high into the sky…

golden light rains, into our one heart…

drinking in beloved, we are one…

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may we all be filled with lovingkindness…