Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 8 – Day 176 – 6/10/2021

be true, be true, to thine own self be true…

today we draw down the energy of the dark moon beckoning us to pause, reflect and journey within… the penultimate moment of eternity to discover and uncover, to resolve and dissolve what no longer serves… and this new moon offers us a powerful portal as it is the annular soular eclipse when the moon is the most distant from the earth and sun which creates a ring of fire around the moon inviting rebirth, renewal and resurrection…

in this wormhole approaching the midpoint of this turn around the sun, as we move from mental to emotional energies, we are supported in balancing the mind and the heart, in thinking with the heart and loving with the mind activating our soulful self into a deeper and more expansive awareness…

connecting the heart and mind with energy flowing freely allowing us to speak our truth lovingly… may we be open to listen, open to speak, open to connecting with the truth… may we be ready to see through the eyes of love, ready to own our path, ready to hear through the ears of truth… blessed be…

 may we intend beautifully for this new moon in gemini, the sixth moon of the thirteen moons known as the earth regeneration moon maximizing this moment to radically regenerate…

as we relax more and more into the stillpoint by deeply breathing through our one heart way down into the belly, the earth of our being, let’s contemplate what is it we value deeply and wish for all our relations throughout the cosmos… especially if no specific answers arise, trust the answers are unfolding in perfect rhythm…

now, let’s set another intention, a commitment, a tone  using the four immeasurables prayer:

“May all beings attain happiness and its causes.

May all beings be free from suffering and its causes.

May all beings never be separated from joy that is free of misery.

May all beings abide in equanimity, free from bias, attachment, and aversion.”

and so it is… blessed be…

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 8 – Day 175 – 6/9/2021

“The work of the eyes is done. Go now and do the heart-work on the images imprisoned within you.”

~ Rainer Maria Rilke ~

on this evening, the eve of the new moon in gemini with a soular eclipse, i contemplate intention for this profound portal and with Rilke’s words still singing me i hear the old story of there’s a spirit in everything… ah, yes, Michelangelo, you are really onto something that rings so true with these words…

“I saw the angel in the marble and carved until I set him free.

Every block of stone has a statue inside it and it is the task of the sculptor to discover it.”

aren’t all these words an excellent instruction manual on how to align with great spirit, rainbow mystery, the one heart, creative process, the soulful self, authenticity?…

yes, listen, listen, listen ever more deeply to our heartsong… release the spirit of the wise pilgrim navigating the journey, the genie always within every bottle/body… and then, may we all proclaim, free at last, free at last…

let’s close this sacred space of ceremony with the blessing we began reciting 7 days ago into the sacred fire within, the inner light of reat spirit residing in all our relatives…

may this day be blessed with gifts, lessons, understanding and friends… may our energy be a gift to all we meet… let us be centered, healing and open facing the day with courage, kindness, insight and compassion… may we honor this day…

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 8 – Day 174 – 6/8/2021

today is so very sacred… it’s world oceans day and i love, love, love how it coincides significantly, synchronizes, with the sixth anniversary of the opening of the fire eye, a six year initiation into the great turning, the shift of the ages, the coming home to the heart, the deepening into mystical/mythical consciousness of imagination in that field of the great beyond where everything is interbeing as one, related, connected living organism always expanding and always deepening… yes, much to celebrate on this dark night when the invisible realms are birthing dancing stars…

Happy Cosmic Ocean of Being Day!

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“Ocean is a mighty harmonist.”

~William Wordsworth ~

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Canada made the original proposal for World Oceans Day in 1992 at the Earth Summit in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil. The day has been unofficially celebrated every June 8 since then, and, in 2008, the United Nations officially recognized it.

today, i celebrate with a special interior pilgrimage to the sea of love energy, sacred space of dancing rainbow mystery, such a journey always brings me back into soul space… is there anything more deepening than listening to our mother waters magnetizing us home?… than breathing in the rhythms of waves?… than flowing and ebbing with the tides?…

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To me the sea is a continual miracle; The fishes that swim–the rocks–the motion of the waves…

 ~ Walt Whitman ~

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“We are tied to the ocean. And when we go back to the sea, whether it is to sail or to watch – we are going back from whence we came”…

~ John F Kennedy ~

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The cure for anything is salt water… ~ Isak Dinesen

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As the First Peoples remind us and live… Mni Wiconi, Water is Life… Like the First Peoples and Sylvia Earle, I think of the ocean as the blue heart of the planet… It is the one true connection of all our relations – let us celebrate her everyday…

speaking of the First Peoples, i must take the opportunity of this sacred day to amplify the 2000 voices gathered in northern minnesota at the headwaters of the mississippi on Anishinaabe land to stop the black snake by quoting one of the organizers of this treaty gathering, Tara Houska:

“We love our water protectors. They’re incredible. They’re amazing. They’re out here on the frontlines defending this beautiful, beautiful territory and using their bodies, using their agency, using their hearts, using their minds, using their power to stand up for something more. … We have treaty that were guaranteed for this place. They’re in violation of that. They’re in direct violation of their own laws. And we are not trespassing. We are — this is our land. This is our territory. Enbridge is trespassing, just like all the other companies in so many other places where sovereign nations have said no.”

the people, united, will never be divided! the people, united, will never be divided! we stand with Indigenous nations!


Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 8 – Day 173 – 6/7/2021

“WAKE AT DAWN WITH A WINGED HEART AND GIVE THANKS FOR ANOTHER DAY OF LOVING.”
– KAHLIL GIBRAN –

i metaphorically return to earth today from a healing temple in the sky with Gibran’s words singing me and Hafiz’s:

“Even after all this time the sun never says to the earth, ‘You owe me.’ Look what happens with a love like that. It lights the whole sky.”

and this song takes me to one of my favorite Teilhard quotes about harnessing the power of love and discovering fire for the second time which reminds me of an image created 2 or 3 years ago which is perfect for today, which is the energy of today… just like today, on the day the image was created we were:

meeting in a field

seeing true nature everywhere

being lovingkindness

and this is the clear intention i return home with today, the clear intention of seeing love in everything, being a holy vessel, a holding container, a beholder, a hollow reed of love and peace and joy…

so, in this moment of eternity, let’s savor and offer thanks to sky and earth and sun and moon and stars and ocean and to beloved for breathing us alive…

in this moment of eternity, let’s listen to beloved’s hum as we gaze into her flowing mirror pulling us home to the heart ever more deeply…

in this moment of eternity, let’s answer beloved’s call to return to the stillpoint of equanimity where we live in harmony…

in this moment of eternity, let’s breathe in the rhythm of the waves infusing every wild cell of our one body with radiant love and more and more radiant love…

may we each feel and light up the whole cosmos with waves of love with our every breath…

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 8 – Day 172 – 6/6/2021

When despair 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 for their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.
~ Wendell Berry ~

in this moment of eternity celebrating the astonishing light of our interbeing, may we all rest in grace and feel  free…

may this day be blessed with gifts, lessons, understanding and friends… may our energy be a gift to all we meet… let us be centered, healing and open facing the day with courage, kindness, insight and compassion… may we honor this day…

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 8 – Day 171 – 6/5/2021

today is filled to overflowing with so much to honor… it is World Environment Day and with our crisis of climate change, our attention is so riveted here… it is Breonna Taylor’s 28th birthday, tragically she was murdered by police in her home in March of last year while the world over we still mourn the murder of George Floyd who is bringing us together to say enough!… enough to systemic racism which dehumanizes us all and this reminds me of another George Floyd – Martin Luther King – which weaves right into today which is also the 53rd anniversary of the shooting of Robert F Kennedy, a man who suffered deeply following the assassination of his brother, a man who faced darkness, who tamed the savage forces and transmuted them into a widening circle of compassion…

 let us return now to Bobby and Martin today and the wisdom we can derive from re-membering Bobby’s words and actions of wise leadership to help with grief in a moment of volcanic eruption…

I have bad news for you, for all of our fellow citizens, and people who love peace all over the world, and that is that Martin Luther King was shot and killed tonight.

Martin Luther King dedicated his life to love and to justice for his fellow human beings, and he died because of that effort.

In this difficult day, in this difficult time for the United States, it is perhaps well to ask what kind of a nation we are and what direction we want to move in. For those of you who are black–considering the evidence there evidently is that there were white people who were responsible–you can be filled with bitterness, with hatred, and a desire for revenge. We can move in that direction as a country, in great polarization–black people amongst black, white people amongst white, filled with hatred toward one another.

Or we can make an effort, as Martin Luther King did, to understand and to comprehend, and to replace that violence, that stain of bloodshed that has spread across our land, with an effort to understand with compassion and love.

For those of you who are black and are tempted to be filled with hatred and distrust at the injustice of such an act, against all white people, I can only say that I feel in my own heart the same kind of feeling. I had a member of my family killed, but he was killed by a white man. But we have to make an effort in the United States, we have to make an effort to understand, to go beyond these rather difficult times.

My favorite poet was Aeschylus. He wrote: “In our sleep, pain which cannot forget falls drop by drop upon the heart until, in our own despair, against our will, comes wisdom through the awful grace of God.”

What we need in the United States is not division; what we need in the United States is not hatred; what we need in the United States is not violence or lawlessness; but love and wisdom, and compassion toward one another, and a feeling of justice toward those who still suffer within our country, whether they be white or they be black.

So I shall ask you tonight to return home, to say a prayer for the family of Martin Luther King, that’s true, but more importantly to say a prayer for our own country, which all of us love–a prayer for understanding and that compassion of which I spoke.

We can do well in this country. We will have difficult times; we’ve had difficult times in the past; we will have difficult times in the future. It is not the end of violence; it is not the end of lawlessness; it is not the end of disorder.

But the vast majority of white people and the vast majority of black people in this country want to live together, want to improve the quality of our life, and want justice for all human beings who abide in our land.

Let us dedicate ourselves to what the Greeks wrote so many years ago: to tame the savageness of man and make gentle the life of this world.

Let us dedicate ourselves to that, and say a prayer for our country and for our people.”

yes, may we dedicate ourselves to peace and say a prayer, an intention for the usa, the planet, the cosmos and all our relatives real-eye-sing we are one interconnected being belonging to each other…

may this day be blessed with gifts, lessons, understanding and friends… may our energy be a gift to all we meet… let us be centered, healing and open facing the day with courage, kindness, insight and compassion… may we honor this day…

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 8 – Day 170 – 6/4/2021

an invitation to fall down onto the earth from poet and Zen priest, Zenju Earthlyn Manuel, during these intense moments of eternity…

“If you are still holding up trying to meditate, I invite you to fall down. Fall down on the earth. Come down here and smell the sweat of terror on your skin, overpowering the scent of agarwood. Come down on all fours and greet the darkness that reeks of death, reaches out its desperate hand and asks to be loved as much as we love the light it gives.

Come down here on this earth and breathe for those gasping for air. Hear each scream as a bell that never stops ringing. Bury your face in the mud of this intimate place, in this shared disease and tragedy.

If you have nothing to say, now is the time for the deeper silence honed that does not apologize or seeks something kind to say. And yet the deeper silence is not quiet. It whispers in the dark and wakes you from the nightmare.

Come down here and be still on the earth. Let loose shame, rage, guilt, grief, pain, and make a river of it.

Come down here. Catch the love poems hidden in the shouting, watch the unfolding of the seasons from the ground, look up at the sky. And when it hurts from being down here so long, roll over and see what you couldn’t see from the other side.

Breathe out loud. No particular posture needed.

Fall down onto the earth. Fall off your soft cushions. Come down here. Come down here, where the only lullaby tonight will be the sound of your heart drumming the songs you were born with.”

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may this day be blessed with gifts, lessons, understanding and friends… may our energy be a gift to all we meet… let us be centered, healing and open facing the day with courage, kindness, insight and compassion… may we honor this day…

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 8 – Day 169 – 6/3/2021

blessings to all as the light of the eclipse portal pours in…

“When the rhythm of the heart becomes hectic,
Time takes on the strain until it breaks;
Then all the unattended stress falls in
On the mind like an endless, increasing weight,

The light in the mind becomes dim.
Things you could take in your stride before
Now become laborsome events of will.

Weariness invades your spirit.
Gravity begins falling inside you,
Dragging down every bone.

The tide you never valued has gone out.
And you are marooned on unsure ground.
Something within you has closed down;
And you cannot push yourself back to life.

You have been forced to enter empty time.
The desire that drove you has relinquished.
There is nothing else to do now but rest
And patiently learn to receive the self
You have forsaken for the race of days.

At first your thinking will darken
And sadness take over like listless weather.
The flow of unwept tears will frighten you.

You have traveled too fast over false ground;
Now your soul has come to take you back.

Take refuge in your senses, open up
To all the small miracles you rushed through.

Become inclined to watch the way of rain
When it falls slow and free.

…Draw alongside the silence of stone
Until its calmness can claim you.
Be excessively gentle with yourself.

Stay clear of those vexed in spirit.
Learn to linger around someone of ease
Who feels they have all the time in the world.

Gradually, you will return to yourself,
Having learned a new respect for your heart
And the joy that dwells far within slow time.”

~ John O’Donohue ~

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in this moment of eternity may we all slow down at the crossroads and enter the sanctuary of the inner portal…

desiree de angelise has suggested that we take up the blessing posted last night for the next forty days which i love and intend to say it in ultradian healing breaks which happen every hour and a half or so while awake to give our nervous systems time to recharge….

may this day be blessed with gifts, lessons, understanding and friends… may our energy be a gift to all we meet… let us be centered, healing and open facing the day with courage, kindness, insight and compassion… may we honor this day…


Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 8 – Day 168 – 6/2/2021

i love this intention and often feel i would like to take the Middle Ages mystic, Meister Eckhart, up on his dictum of only whispering thank you with every breath and step, today is such a day… it is also the fortieth and final day of repeating the shabad 11 times, a practice i love as well and have put my whole heart into seeing justice flowing in a world of peace guided by love…

“When the earth is in distress, it attunes itself with love and sends out a prayer.

The True One hears it, and with total ease is pleased to give Its strength and steadiness.

It sends a command to the Power of Rain, and the rain pours down in torrents.

The wealth of grain and corn grows thick.

A person cannot describe its value.

Oh Naanak, appreciate the Divine Identity.

You, Divine One, cause the life-giving food to be given to all the creatures.

Eating this, peace grows, and the cycle of pain comes no more.”

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 8 – Day 167 – 6/1/2021

“‘Let Justice roll down like waters in a mighty stream,’ said the Prophet Amos. He was seeking not consensus but the cleansing action of revolutionary change.”

~ Martin Luther King, Jr ~

well come to justice june once again, i say once again for these were my opening words a year ago following the murder of George Floyd, a murder that opened the eyes of so many of us across the planet to the horrors of white supremacy with so many calls for actions that would lead to justice rolling down in cleansing actions guided by love creating a world of peace… and, here we are again still in a crossroads moment witnessing justice being denied and feeling a planetary tidal wave of grief wondering why is it so difficult to change, how could we still be hearing daily about more murders?

last year in this moment of eternity i wrote that this is the moment for us all to join hands and stand in love for love being justice in every thought, word and deed… i still hold this is the moment for that and for so much more… it is way past overdue to pass the George Floyd Policing Act and the Breathe Act and for each of us in our communities to do what we can no matter how small an action to promote justice and a world where everyone is safe to walk down the streets and on and on…

as this is justice june and on this day a hundred years ago a terrible massacre occurred in Tulsa, Oklahoma let’s see what lessons about justice and re-building and re-conciliation we might learn from this dark moment…

“I will never forget the violence of the white mob when we left our home. I still see Black men being shot, black bodies lying in the street. I still smell smoke and see fire. I still see Black businesses being burned. I still hear airplanes flying overhead. I hear the screams. Our country may forget this history, but I cannot. I will not and other survivors do not and our descendants do not.”
~Viola Fletcher, 107-year-old survivor of Tulsa Massacre~

on this day a century ago, the most successful African American business district in the country at that time-Greenwood-was obliterated following a White mob coming into the Greenwood District, looting the businesses, setting fire to the buildings and homes, dropping turpentine bombs from planes on the buildings from above, and killing 300 Black people…

here we are, 100 years after Greenwood burned, and we are still in the throes of White supremacy… when will we dismantle this consciousness and work to repair the breach with reparations? let us do some heavy lifting this moonth and close with a way the Tulsa Massacre was commemorated a century later using trees, education and re-conciliation to channel resilience… there is an elm tree still standing that witnessed the massacre where 10,000 people were left homeless and now it is dedicated as a memorial and an inspiration to our ability to continue growing and changing… community members were given elm seedlings to plant all over the city…

“We are all… planting the seeds of reconciliation, and hope, and love,” says Glenda Love-Williams, the co-chair of fundraising for the Tulsa Massacre Centennial Commission. “This is our way of celebrating healing and reconciliation.”