Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 8 – Day 309 – 10/21/2021

well come to this moment of eternity where we are luxuriating in the radiation of the earthkeeper full moon calling us to commit to our sacred mission of living in harmony and to listen, listen, listen to the soulsong singing our one body to come home to the heart, to the present moment, the only moment…

so many shoulders supporting us, such a boundless circle, a communion, a common union, our one body, yes, we are so created for these times… what follows is one of the thousand thousand fold expressions of this living truth, this cosmic wisdom known to us since the beginning of beginningless time…

You have been telling people that this is the Eleventh Hour, now you must go back and tell the people that this is the Hour. And there are things to be considered…

Where are you living?
What are you doing?
What are your relationships?
Are you in right relation?
Where is your water?

Know your garden.
It is time to speak your truth.
Create your community.
Be good to each other.
And do not look outside yourself for your leader.

Then he clasped his hands together, smiled, and said, “This could be a good time! There is a river flowing now very fast. It is so great and swift that there are those who will be afraid. They will try to hold on to the shore. They will feel they are being torn apart and will suffer greatly. Know the river has its destination. The elders say we must let go of the shore, push off into the middle of the river, keep our eyes open, and our heads above the water.

And I say, see who is in there with you and celebrate. At this time in history, we are to take nothing personally, least of all ourselves. For the moment that we do, our spiritual growth and journey come to a halt.

The time of the lone wolf is over. Gather yourselves! Banish the word ’struggle’ from your attitude and your vocabulary. All that we do now must be done in a sacred manner and in celebration.

We are the ones we’ve been waiting for.”

~ Hopi Elders’ Prophecy, June 8, 2000 ~

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 308 – 10/20/2021

today is the day of bathing in the astonishing light of the full moon of stormy seas, a full moon of lightning fast change and transformation… this full moon, also known as the wise woman (witch, witke) is certainly that as she whispers to us of being the whirlwind, the change, the transformation and shifting into the ancient story rising anew… of coming home to heart consciousness, sacred space of belongingness, beloved community where there’s only one of us here in a thousand thousand fold forms in an ever expanding field of awakening dreamers, imaginal cells as deep and wide as ocean and sky…

it’s such a powerful moment and i sync deeply into the illuminating supercharged currents radiating from sister moon to listen, listen, listen…

today, everything can change in a moment and we can exercise our earthkeeper superpower of unstoppability… breathing into this moment, sauntering into this moment, looking into the fire of this moment to feel the igniting of the creative flow and hear from lady luna, the wise woman as she whispers…

“I who am the beauty of the white moon among the stars and the mysteries of the waters,

I call upon your soul to arise and come unto Me. For I am the soul of nature that gives life to the universe. From Me all things proceed and unto Me they must return.
Let My worship be in the heart that rejoices, for behold — all acts of love and pleasure are My rituals. Let there be beauty and strength, power and compassion, honor and humility, mirth and reverence within you.

You who seek to know Me, know that your seeking and yearning will avail you not, unless you know the Mystery: for if that which you seek, you find not within yourself, you will never find it without.

Behold, I have been with you from the beginning, and I am that which is attained at the end of desire.”

as we reflect on the whispers from above, let’s inquire within:

what do you wish to ignite or re-ignite in your life?

what gifts are you reclaiming?

what is ready to be released?

what is being catalyzed within you?

how are you called to Revolutionize?

when you are ready, let;s close this ceremony around our outer and inner flame invoking this potent aries full moon…

with this moon, we call forth our inner guardian
she who is in service to love
she who values unity over divisiveness
and the bloodshed birthed from separation
 

it is time to wield our sword,
forged from the trinity flames of power, truth, and wisdom
standing for justice and equality
we will wage peace courageously for gaia and all our relatives
 

we are fearless
following in the steps of mighty mother,
imbued with mystical tools and divine guardianship
we have our ancestors beside us
our cosmic one heart will outsmart
even the most aggressive
 

we stand here in solidarity at the sacred fire,
ready to annihilate greed, power-over, corruption, violence
radiating our essence into the darkest places


on this full moon, we commit as earthkeepers to…
{speak your commitments to the fire element, gaia, and cosmos}


on this full moon,
we release beliefs keeping us
from embodying these commitments
{speak what you are releasing into the fire
and notice the response from your body}


I AM A CUARDIAN
I AM THE ESSENCE OF LOVE
I AM STRONG
I AM BOLD
I AM FIERCE
I AM CONFRONTING
I AM WISDOM
I AM A GUARDIAN OF TRUTH

and so I AM (3 times)
and so it is (3 times)
blessed bee (3 times)

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 8 – Day 307 – 10/19/2021

today, as on many days, i take some moments of eternity to reflect on what a wild ride the last many moons have been, especially the last 14 moons have been so bounteous with so many days life being upended calling for a re-invention, a new way of living this wild and precious ever unraveling, unfolding in such mysterious ways dan-sing along the rainbow trail, the pathless path we call life…

i re-member today one of the recurring tsunami dreams that dreamed me one moon shy of eight years ago… i was driving over a bridge with my mother when suddenly a tsunami appeared… now, i am swimming in dark water knowing i must find my mother who is not a strong swimmer… after what seemed an eternity, i surrendered real-eye-sing all i could do was go with the flow… instantaneously i was transported to paradise and then to our family beach cottage where i found my daughter… i knew i had to call my siblings but it was the last thing i wanted to do, to confess that our mother was lost at sea…

as i waited for my siblings to answer the call, i felt movement behind me and turned around to see my mother standing there in my nightgown with my hair and smile – best miracle ever with the tidal wave of destruction transforming into a tidal wave of abundance… what a powerful cosmic reminder of the creatively sustainable form of ptsd: presen-sing, trusting, surrendering and divining this sea of love energy we are… let us all breathe into the stillness of this sacred space as peace flows through in the rhythm of the mighty waves of life here to teach us and show us the way… boundless love and gratitude…

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 8 – Day 306 – 10/18/2021

“When we merge our internal rhythms with the rhythms of creation, we develop grace in our movement, and without thought or effort we are able to slide into the perfectly choreographed dance of life.”

~ Sherri Mitchell ~

hell yes! sherri’s sage words reflect the intention and quest i(‘m)on i live into with every breath – what will you do this moment of eternity with your one wild and precious life?

so, now i’ll turn the tables on you and ask of you the same – excited to hear your answers and also hear how the 4:44 peace moment goes for you…

namaste’ deep bows om shanti shanti shantihi

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 8 – Day 305 – 10/17/2021

today as we celebrate the astonishing light of being with the sun shining on the hexagram of veneration, i re-member and venerate this being born eight years and a day before my birth… being cancerian crabs, we also share a love of water; today calls me into the field of shining water crystals to honor his life on the anniversary of his death and seeing that date brings up an image of the occupy movement of  ten years ago inspiring my occupying the abundance of infinite love and gratitude, now known as dwelling in the abundance of infinite love and gratitude…

so many synchronicities, so many interconnections as i gaze on this water crystal called love and thanks and let Dr Emoto’s words on gratitude perfume our shared field of consciousness… oh, to be the embodiment of gratitude – a shining pure water crystal of light…

let us all aspire to being embodiments of gratitude re-membering the practice of gratitude is one of the most transformative acts we can engage in every moment of eternity miraculously transfiguring us into shining crystals of astonishing light…

thank you, thank you, thank you, Masaru, for opening us to water’s hidden messages…

blessed bee…

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 8 – Day 304 – 10/16/2021

ah, righteousness is restored today on victory day, the tenth day following the nine nights, navaratri, a major hindu festival celebrating nine manifestations of the goddess Durga and honoring the power and grace of divine mother over nine nights and ten days…

  with our still being in such an intense right of passage, i love each season taking nine nights to connect with Durga in her fierce love manifestation, the form that removes fear, separation and negativity from our lives, the energy that calls us into acting affirmatively for the web of life…

thank you Durga for helping me/us remain wide-open like the sky, fertile like the earth,  unshakable like a mountain, shining like a flame and lucid like a crystal in the face of  turbulent waters threatening loss of  connection…

thank you Durga for whispering to let it be, you are in flow wherever you go, surely you know there is only flow… a moment of crisis brings us to our knees, a perfect place to re-lease… all illusions of separation transmuted now into the field of unification… returning home to the watery womb of creation, resurrected now from the dark tomb of separation…

thank you dear Durga for bringing good fortune, protection and blessings into the web of life so that we may all walk in beauty before us, behind us, beside us, below us, above us, within us, surrounding us…

“You Reading This, Be Ready”

“Starting here, what do you want to remember?
How sunlight creeps along a shining floor?
What scent of old wood hovers, what softened
sound from outside fills the air?

Will you ever bring a better gift for the world
than the breathing respect that you carry
wherever you go right now? Are you waiting
for time to show you some better thoughts?

When you turn around, starting here, lift this
new glimpse that you found; carry into evening
all that you want from this day. This interval you spent
reading or hearing this, keep it for life.

What can anyone give you greater than now,
starting here, right in this room, when you turn around?”

~ William Stafford ~

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 8 – Day 303 – 10/15/2021

“The dark night of the soul comes just before revelation. When everything is lost, and all seems darkness, there comes the new life and all that is needed,”

~ Joseph Campbell ~

there seems to be something so potent in the rhythm of the autumnal/vernal web of life, especially around the ides, mid-month… as we continue to experience the outer dark night collectively at the close of this era, i feel the imperative to remind us, especially myself on this day of low energy that balances out the previous 2 and 1/2 days of elevated energy, that when we listen deeply we can hear the even more beautiful world breathing and to act like a squirrel by gathering the quintessence and calling in Porcupine Goddess to share an ancient wisdom story illuminating the place i and we find myself and ourselves…

long ago, in the coldest winter ever, many of our relations were dying… we of the porcupine council met and decided we’d nestle together to keep warm and stay alive… alas, we were warm but the quills of our neighbors were wounding us, so we decided to separate from each other to relieve the hurts of living in close quarters… although now we were protected from being wounded, we began to die one by one, alone and frozen cold… faced with our extinction or living as wounded porcupines, we chose wisely – deciding to return to being together… we learned to live with wounds caused by being in close relationship to receive the greater benefit of the warmth that comes from others. this way, we were able to not only survive but also to thrive; to flourish in regenerative cycles organically arising from the harmony sung by the implicate order…

may we be as wise as our porcupine relations real-eye-sing, re-membering interdependence, the way of the  openheart, is the way…

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 8 – Day 302 – 10/14/2021

the rain spirits have returned to the pacific northwest with a thousand thousand fold water drops falling from the vast skysea to kiss our earth mother, grow our trees, flowing love into everything, everything dancing in rhythm with the falling rain, the clean-sing rain, the healing/wholing waters of dan-sing rainbow mystery with our one heart resonating at the frequency of universal/multiversal cosmic love…

the rain spirits are whispering to re-member… on this very day six years ago following a devastating injury to my fire eye, the high priests of eye healing shared how eyes heal delicately and do not form scar tissue over the wound as that would block out light from entering and so no seeing on the outside… how mind blowing to real-eyes that our eyes, like everything else, know exactly how to heal… this re-membering transports me right to beloved rumi…

“the wound is the place where the light enters you…”

and to Leonard Cohen…

“There is a crack in everything
That’s how the light gets in.”

these words move us right into Leonard’s song, “Come Healing” completing the timeless wisdom shared today from the rain spirits and rumi and the high priests on the journey into wholeness we share with all our relatives…

O, gather up the brokenness
Bring it to me now
The fragrance of those promises
You never dared to vow

The splinters that you carried
The cross you left behind
Come healing of the body
Come healing of the mind

And let the heavens hear it
The penitential hymn
Come healing of the spirit
Come healing of the limb

Behold the gates of mercy
In arbitrary space
And none of us deserving
Of cruelty or the grace

O, solitude of longing
Where love has been confined
Come healing of the body
Come healing of the mind

O, see the darkness yielding That tore the light apart
Come healing of the reason
Come healing of the heart

O, troubled dust concealing
An undivided love
The heart beneath is teaching
To the broken heart above

And let the heavens falter
Let the earth proclaim
Come healing of the altar
Come healing of the name

O, longing of the branches
To lift the little bud
O, longing of the arteries
To purify the blood

And let the heavens hear it
The penitential hymn
Come healing of the spirit
Come healing of the limb

O let the heavens hear it
The penitential hymn
Come healing of the spirit
Come healing of the limb

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 8 – Day 301 – 10/13/2021

the rain spirits have returned to the pacific northwest so today’s a perfect day to cocoon and sync into the rhythm of the newborn/wise old sage of wonder and wisdom to mirror peace and all is well energy…

this reverie sparks re-membering Joanna Macy’s recounting of the twelve centuries old Tibetan Buddhist prophecy as told to her by her teacher of the mystical land of peace and harmony which rises when the world is in danger of annihilating itself through greed and corruption known as shambala…

“There comes a time when all life on Earth is in danger. Barbarian powers have arisen. Although they waste their wealth in preparations to annihilate each other, they have much in common: weapons of unfathomable devastation and technologies that lay waste the world. It is now, when the future of all beings hangs by the frailest of threads, that the kingdom of Shambhala emerges.

Now you can’t go there because it is not a place. It exists in the hearts and minds of the Shambhala Warriors. And you can’t tell a Shambhala Warrior by looking at her and him. The time is coming said Rinpoche when great courage is required of the Shambhala warriors, moral courage and physical courage and that’s because they are going to go right into the heart of the barbarian powers to dismantle their weapons.”

ah, yes, today is perfect for bathing, purifying in the waterfalls of compassion and gathering the quintessence to adventure right into the heart of dominance consciousness to de-colonize crumbling structures and co-create an interbeing consciousness of  true peace, a story to share with all children of the earth of why we come here… to be siddhizens of shambala – wise, courageous, compassionate peacemakers/ healers using the sacred tools to first de-colonize and purify our consciousness and then role model that in every moment for all to feel and see… blessed be!

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 8 – Day 300 – 10/12/2021

on this 6th Night of the Nine Nights of the Goddess and the 300th of this 8th year of the PPP, we pray asking for good fortune and longevity in our lives:

we offer our love and gratitude to the sixth Navaratri Goddess… we pray for your protection and blessings on this sixth night of Navaratri… you are our Divine Mother and as your children we ask that you bless us with good fortune, prosperity, and a long, joyful life…

how synchronistic that on this day of asking for blessings of good fortune and a day on the pilgrimage, like every other, of living hell yes!, aka dancing wholeheartedly, towards all that strengthens our wings, i may have come to the moment of fledging that is being emphatically called for immediately in what had appeared to be an almost impossible situation and i am re-membering that six years ago (so many lifetimes!), my eye surgeon says he’s never seen such a miraculous recovery, that no one else with such a traumatic injury has any vision which reminds me of years ago doctors calling me a walking miracle; i’ve only got got in excess of 25 more such stories… so, life is moving fortuitously here in Portalandia even amidst all the turbulence and transition and i feel my clipped wings regenerating gracefully as they prepare to take flight… thank you, thank you, thank you for all the blessings, nods and winks re-heartening me in this moment of eternity to a timeless truth – all is in our favor…

just as this beautiful creature began as an independent single imaginal cell and ran to meet and connect with other imaginal cells to form a cluster resonating at the same frequency and becoming an interdependent multiple imaginal cell, may we join together as beloved communion of imagination  to transform and meet these challenging times…

dancing wholeheartedly with more and more loving presence, more and more trust and more and more surrender into the river of divine flow and towards all that strengthens our wild wings…