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Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 8 – Day 258 – 8/31/2021

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blessing the space between us

as we journey into great mystery,

the pilgrimage to our one heart

so much space to bless in this intensely astonishing moon that has both flown by at the speed of hummingbird and each day filled to overflowing with the whole spectrum as if a whole turn around the sun has elapsed in the course of a day leaving me feeling i’ve covered thousands of miles metaphorically traveling the seven seas and everywhere in between even if we never left our dwelling place… so much awakening and trancing, growing and staying still, moving and grounding…

so,in this moment of eternity, this astonishing light moment, may we shower ourselves and each other with lovingkindness and compassion re-membering we optimize wholeness for all with the smallest of gestures… a SMILE, hugs, thumbs up, deeply listening, taking healing breaks throughout the day, flowers, a cuppa, coming home to the moment with every breath, seeing through the eyes of wonder and awe… like this open hand, being open vessels for life to flow through… every inbreath, inhaling grace, every outbreath, surrendering efforting and striving and pushing against the river… always trusting what is ours to do/be comes to us naturally; we need only listen to our one heart’s song whispering the way of the path with heart for which we all long…

what an astonishing august we have shared, what a blessed space we have inhabited walking each other home in a sacred way through the fires of purification of the planetary portals when waves of union, of communion, sweep energetically across the planet re-minding, re-heartening all our relatives to our true, shared reality of  one source, one body, one heart, one mind, one spirit…

such a potent collective moment for living the grail quest-ion, what really matters? what breaks your heart? what breaks your heart wide open waking you up each moment to serve?

listen deeply hearing the hum of  our one heart re-joy-sing as we walk this path together coming home to our one heart, summoning the courage each moment to  simply take one more step into great mystery’s sea of love energy, the ever expanding abunDANCE of  a friendly uni-verse…

today, i am re-joy-sing in the knowing that in the chaos, we are birthing a dancing star, a cosmos of peace and harmony guided by love…will you join me in placing your hand on your heart, our one heart and holding this intention wholeheartedly with every wild cell in your body, our one body?

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 8 – Day 257 – 8/30/2021

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i awaken today on this next to last day of astonishing light august with two words playing through me… maitri and karuna… lovingkindness and compassion… how much i/we need these nutrients of sunlight… how much i/we all require these most essential nutrients as we meet each moment of eternity fully, as we meet moments as friends…

the more turbulence in the world, the more we are called to be lovingkindness and compassion for ourselves and all others… today’s turbulence and ruptures also whisper of letting go, of traveling lightly between the worlds of here and now and the great beyond… deeper and deeper into the mystery of the cave of the heart, into the sacred space of silence beyond all words…

i’d love for you to join me now in the lovingkindness field of compassion, the bodhisattva field, the field of liberation, the field of infinite openness… and, in this sacred space, let us join in the most essential practice for cultivating lovingkindness and compassion, the practice of tonglen, of giving and taking…

truth is we all have an endless supply of these nutrients available to flow into us through the umbilical cord of our one heart…

we begin with ourselves by coming into our essence… unconditional love and imagining all limiting forces condensing into a black ball of smoke and coming out of our stomach to be received into the sacred heart of compassion… now witness the black ball dissolving and smile feeling yourself as love, joy, wisdom and liberation…

now, let’s move onto someone we love who’s suffering and witness all their pain coming out of their stomach and coming into the divine heart of boundless compassion… smile at seeing them transfigured…

now, we move onto someone who’s betrayed us terribly seeing all the forces that created their pain condensing into a black ball of smoke that dissolves as it enters the divine heart of compassion…

finally, we see a group of dangerous people and the pain that caused their views condensing into a black ball of smoke and dissolving as it enters the sacred heart of compassion… smile as you witness this group’s transformation…

now, take a deep breath from the sacred heart of compassion savoring this moment’s beingness of bliss…

  may we take this moment to open our eyes and real-eyes the awesomeness of the cosmos when we wander in wonder dancing gracefully in rhythm with the great mystery of the all that is…

“We need to be angels for each other, to give each other strength and consolation. Because only when we fully realize that the cup of life is not only a cup of sorrow but also a cup of joy will we be able to drink it.” Henri Nouwen

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 8 – Day 256 – 8/29/2021

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“I wish I could show you when you are lonely or in darkness the astonishing light of your own being.”

~Hafiz of Shiraz~

“At times our own light goes out and is rekindled by a spark from another person. Each of us has cause to think with deep gratitude of those who have lighted the flame within us.”

~Albert Schweitzer~

it’s our moment in eternity to celebrate the astonishing light of our being on this day when the state of Louisiana in the USA is being pummelled by Hurricane Ida just as Houston was on this day four years ago… it’s also another day in afghanistan when beautiful children, like the one in this picture, are being killed in afghanistan and yemen and somalia and on and on with adults in leadership misusing their power by not putting the welfare of the children first, by not being mindful of the seven generations…

so, let’s join hands feeling the energy of love we are passing from one to another to another to another and with each passing around the unbroken circle, the vibration of the divine light of love geometrically progresses as we re-member who we truly are and how we are to be…

may the eternal flame of your inner light be constantly kindled both from within and by other relatives throughout the cosmos who love, serve and re-member…

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 8 – Day 255 – 8/28/2021

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today is the quintessential dreamy day as thousands converged on the nation’s capital to demand the protection of voting rights walking in the footsteps of the 250,000 people who rallied in the historic March on Washington 58 years before and heard the iconic ” I Have A Dream” speech that Martin Luther King gave after being prompted by Mahalia Jackson to put down his prepared speech and tell the people of his dream…

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“I say to you today, my friends, that in spite of the difficulties and frustrations of the moment, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.

I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: “We hold these truths to be self-evident: that all men are created equal.”

I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slaveowners will be able to sit down together at a table of brotherhood.

I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a desert state, sweltering with the heat of injustice and oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.

I have a dream that my four children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.

I have a dream today.

I have a dream that one day the state of Alabama, whose governor’s lips are presently dripping with the words of interposition and nullification, will be transformed into a situation where little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls and walk together as sisters and brothers.

I have a dream today.

I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight, and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed, and all flesh shall see it together.

This is our hope. This is the faith with which I return to the South. With this faith we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day.

This will be the day when all of God’s children will be able to sing with a new meaning, “My country, ’tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing. Land where my fathers died, land of the pilgrim’s pride, from every mountainside, let freedom ring.”

And if America is to be a great nation this must become true. So let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire. Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York. Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of Pennsylvania!

Let freedom ring from the snowcapped Rockies of Colorado!

Let freedom ring from the curvaceous peaks of California!

But not only that; let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia!

Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee!

Let freedom ring from every hill and every molehill of Mississippi. From every mountainside, let freedom ring.

When we let freedom ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God’s children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual, “Free at last! free at last! Thank God Almighty, we are free at last!”

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may our dreams of freedom and peace and justice for all come alive today…

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 8 – Day 254 – 8/27/2021

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i am so grateful for this day of sweet surrender,

this day of being one with the tides of life…

seeing from vast ocean’s vantage point

the intricate web grandmother delicately weaves

connecting dots that on first glance appear unrelated

until one looks homeward with angelic eyes of the heart

discerning now the divine design patiently waiting in the wings for the blind to see…

thousandfold thanks for this moment, this beautiful moment of luminescence…

yes, it’s another day of solitude with one of my favorite ancient stories said to come from China flowing in on the high tide… maybe…

once upon a time there was a Chinese farmer whose horse ran away… that evening, all of his neighbors came around to commiserate saying, “we are so sorry to hear your horse has run away, this is most unfortunate,” to which the old farmer replied, “maybe...” the next day the horse came back bringing seven wild horses with him and in the evening everybody came back saying, “oh, isn’t that lucky, what a great turn of events, you now have eight horses!” the farmer again replied, “maybe..”

the following day his son tried to break one of the horses and while riding, he was thrown and broke his leg to which the neighbors then said, “oh dear, that’s too bad,” and the farmer responded, “maybe…” the next day the conscription officers came around to conscript people into the army and they rejected his son because he had a broken leg… again all the neighbors came around and said, “isn’t that great!” again, he said, “maybe…”

may we all be as equanimous as this wise man of nature for,

“You never know what will be the consequence of the misfortune; or, you never know what will be the consequences of good fortune.”  ~ Alan Watts ~

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 8 – Day 253 – 8/26/2021

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“The world… has forgotten the joys of silence, the peace of solitude which is necessary, to some extent, for the fullness of human living.  Not all…  are called to be hermits, but all…  need enough silence and solitude in their lives to enable the deep inner voice of their own true self to be heard at least occasionally.  When that inner voice is not heard, when man cannot attain to the spiritual peace that comes from being perfectly at one with his own true self, his life is always miserable and exhausting.  For he cannot go on happily for long unless he is in contact with the springs of spiritual life which are hidden in the depths of his own soul.  If man is constantly exiled from his own home, locked out of his own spiritual solitude, he ceases to be a true person…  He becomes a kind of automaton, living without joy because he has lost his spontaneity.  He is no longer moved from within, but only from outside himself.”

~ Thomas Merton ~

the invitation to go within and listen for the heart song instructing each and every relative to slow down and take it easy for all answers are within always comes through so emphatically after spending the day with a soul new to the planet giving so many moments of eternity to soul study, soulitude, solitude… may we in this moment of great turning all be hollow reeds attuned to the cosmic hum with the divine music of the spheres resounding the frequencies of peace, love, joy, harmony, wisdom, compassion and grace in ever widening circles rippling across the ever expanding cosmos…

join me now in a silent retreat into the watery womb where we nurture our roots, our soulfull essence as we cross over the liminal space, the threshold to go within for truth of how to dwell in an upended world by stopping the world we have known and living more and more in graceland, in the sacred space beyond words, in the joyous radiance of the silent heart overflowing with compassion…

“The more powerful and original a mind, the more it will incline towards the religion of solitude.”
– Aldous Huxley

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 8 – Day 252 – 8/25/2021

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“We need to be angels for each other, to give each other strength and consolation. Because only when we fully realize that the cup of life is not only a cup of sorrow but also a cup of joy will we be able to drink it.”

~ Henri Nouwen ~

this moment of eternity goes on infinitely on this day of stopping the world, spending this moment in soulitude and seeing inside as i saunter (walk on holy ground) along the rainbow trail, the path with heart, the pilgrimage of the soul, the pathless path for this is not only the 105th birthday of the usa’s national parks; it is also the one year anniversary of my latest close encounter with death…

still i hear the words, as i was coming back to life, of the ICU doctor standing at the threshold of the room they put me in to pass over saying to the nurse it was a miracle she was alive… at first i wondered who they were talking about and then it came back to me that i had been at a gathering with Ram Dass who had died 8 months earlier and he asked me if I’d like him to walk me home… i was so excited to get to spend time with this being who’s been so impactful on my life for half a century and told him that i’d gather ny things and meet him right back here but when i returned a moment later he had walked on and i understood that i was to come back here… it was not the easiest thing to find my way back meandering through vast labyrinthian canyon lands but here i was hearing this man in white coat talking of someone who’d miraculously come back to life…

so, dear co-hearts of our one heart, still in the glow of the astonishing light of our being and so in awe of grandmother spider and the web of life she weaves, i now want to share this heartfelt message fra angelico sent to his co-hearts 500 years ago which expresses what i say today and everyday and hear all our relatives singing the same tune…

“I salute you. I am your friend, and my love for you goes deep.

There is nothing I can give you which you have not already, but there is much, very much, which though I cannot give it, you can take.

No heaven can come to us unless our hearts find rest in today.

Take heaven.

No peace lies in the future which is not hidden in this precious little instant.

Take peace.

The gloom of the world is but a shadow. Behind it, yet within our reach is joy. There is radiance and courage in the darkness could we but see; and to see, we have only to look.

Life is so generous a giver, but we, judging its gifts by their coverings, cast them away as ugly or heavy or hard. Remove the covering, and you will find beneath it a living splendor, woven of love, and wisdom, and power. Welcome it, greet it, and you touch the angel’s hand that brings it.

Everything we call a trial, a sorrow, a duty, believe me, that angel’s hand is there, the gift is there, and the wonder of an overshadowing Presence.

Our joys, too, be not content with them as joys. They, too, conceal diviner gifts.

Life is so full of meaning and purpose, so full of beauty beneath its covering, that you will find earth but cloaks your heaven.

Courage, then, to claim it, that is all! But courage you have, and the knowledge that we are pilgrims wending through unknown country our way home.”

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Dear Angels, Take Heaven! Take Peace! Take Joy! Take Love! Take Wisdom! Take Courage!

We Are The Eternal Radiance of Loving Presence…

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 8 – Day 251 – 8/24/2021

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“He who experiences the unity of life sees his own Self in all beings, and all beings in his own Self.”

~ Bhagavad Gita ~

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“Let us remember within us
The ancient clay,
Holding the memory of seasons,
The passion of the wind,
The fluency of water,
The warmth of fire,
The quiver-touch of the sun
And shadowed sureness of the moon.That we may awaken,
To live to the full
The dream of the Earth…”

~ John O’Donohue ~

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the image posted here today is the one posted a year ago and after that posting it would be a full moon before i would post again,.. a moon spent in the icu as i returned slowly from the jaws of death… in hindsight, it’s astonishing to see i was writing of the dream of the cosmos as i was about to enter the void and listen for that song of the soul that knows the geography and map of our destiny and takes us there in unimaginable ways…

today, i want to riff a little more on that singing field of the beloved community where the sea of love energy flows through all the cells of our one cosmic body… as i merge more deeply with this dream, i heart that we are one interbeing reverberating, resounding, frequencing the lost chords of harmony as we more and more profoundly tune into great mystery on our walk of infinity which is undeniably intended to be the dream of the ever-expanding cosmos manifested by our co-creating a world of peace built on justice guided by love and sung in joy…

we are the caravan of re-joy-sing being dreamed and weaved and breathed and walked and sung to the tune of thank you, thank you, thank you… and so it is… blessed bee…

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 8 – Day 250 – 8/23/2021

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this is the 250th day of the eighth year of posting the Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage daily; on the 250th day of the first year i re-membered, honored and celebrated the inspiration, the mother of this journey, someone breathing and being this walk every moment and it seems so perfect on the 8th year and in this moonth of the astonishing light of being to reprise the honoring of this most remarkable being of light…

peace pilgrim, in her late forties, committed to walking the planet being peace and in so doing, she planted and spread peace across the world demonstrating that a life lived trusting in a world of lovingkindness reaps an abundant harvest… never once did she lack for a ride or a meal or a place to sleep finding abundant generosity always surrounding her every step, her every breath…

thank you for joining in the peace pilgrimage and making her story our story and history… and, thank you for the astonishing light of your beings, beacons shining so brightly helping to guide all of us home re-membering…

let’s close this celebration with the Essene Communion for Tuesday which is dedicated to all forms of beauty being joyously contemplated to make us conscious of the beauties of nature and the joy within…

THE DEEPENING: The heavens smile and the earth celebrates as the children of light sing the songs of life; and the bodily world of thy Earthly Mother, and the celestial worlds of thy Heavenly Father, give praise to the joyous voices.

MORNING COMMUNION: Angel of JOY I invoke thee. I come before you with the voice of the wind for thy Holy Law is within me. Descend upon this Earth and spread your blessings to ALL living beings. Touch those who walk in darkness so they may see the light, and partake in the Holy Communions, and eat of the fruits of your blessings; And as each morning comes, I shall embrace thee.

MEDITATION: Meditate on the image of a newborn child, seeing the world for the very first time. Experience the newness, be the child.

NOON CONTEMPLATION: Peace with Humanity, Social Peace.
Let thy love be as the Sun which shines on ALL creatures of the earth, and does not favor even one blade of grass for another.

EVENING COMMUNION: Angel of POWER I invoke thee; descend upon my body and help me to direct my thoughts, my actions, my words and my deeds; And as each evening comes, I shall embrace thee.

THE BLESSING: Within me lives the meditating Monk. The builder of the temple. In this season of inner reflection I shall discover the center for I am guided by the light from within.

The Holy Temple can be built only with the ancient Communions. Those which are spoken, those which are thought, and those which are lived. ~Gospel of the Essenes~

To make the human heart a temple, the soul an alter, and the mind a priest. These were the missions of Jesus the Nazarene. ~Kahlil Gibran~

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 8 – Day 249 – 8/22/2021

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welcome and blue moon blessings!

relatives, we are being lovingly invited

to spend this moment, this beautiful moment of eternity

at home in the cave of the heart with beloved community

under the second full moon in aquarius which amplifies the awakening of our common unity and collective creativity channeled into service for all cosmic relatives

where for this moment, we simply interbe presence of essence coming just as we are, our radiant, astonishing light of being true selves

endowed with a birthright of inner knowing the oneness we are and delighting in wonder, awe, bliss, compassion, flow, grace, joy, kindness and wisdom

as we drink in the blue moon rays flooding us with divine transfusions of transfiguring love and truth serum counteracting archaic conditioning no longer serving multidimensional beings of harmony consciousness, a dream arises of being in this field out beyond of beloved communion and hearing that our mission is to sing…

are you hearing beloved singing us? listen a little deeper for the cosmic hum as we 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…

may we sing wherever we are, a song of compassion blessing all cosmic gardeners as we cultivate and attune with the one body/mind/soul/spirit encircling us all…

may we all live in the field of the illuminated heart… let’s close our sacred ceremony with the Essene Communion for Monday dedicating ourselves to living in the unity of our interbeing… 

THE DEEPENING: God so made life and ALL living things that they, by the living word, would teach the laws of the Heavenly Father and the Earthly Mother, to the sons and the daughters of men.

MORNING COMMUNION: Angel of LIFE I invoke thee; for in everything that has life is the Holy Law written. In the grass, in the flowers, in the forest and in the trees. In the animals, and the birds and the fishes in the seas. All life speaks to us and if we listen, we can understand the tongue and the will of the living God. 

MEDITATION: The life-force within me cries out. That which I am longs for experience and to know and to understand. May I gain the wisdom of the connectedness with all that there is, for I am the one, and I am the many.

NOON CONTEMPLATION: Peace with CULTURE. Though thy brothers be of different origin, we all do toil in the vineyard of the Earthly Mother. We all lift our voices in praise of the Heavenly Father, and together, we all break the bread of wisdom and share in the Holy feast.

EVENING COMMUNION: Angel of PEACE I invoke thee. Cast your blessings to the peoples of the world and to all that are weary or do suffer. And as long as the sun and moon endure, and throughout all the generations to come, may peace prevail over the earth as the waters cover the sea. And in remembrance of thee, I shall ever greet my brother by your name, and as each evening comes, I shall embrace thee. Peace be with you.

THE BLESSING: The whispering of a flame invokes the peace within me. Reminding me of my task and of my journey. I have been given a peaceful heart and my path is before me. I joyfully take up the task, to reach the center, and to realize that I am a channel for peace.

The Communions are a bridge between man and the angels. And like a bridge, can only be built with patience. Yea, even as a bridge over a river is fashioned stone by stone, as they are found by the water’s edge. ~Gospel of the Essenes~