every outbreath, an emptying… every inbreath, a re-membering…

~

“This is how you change
when you go to the orchard
where the heart opens:

you become
fragrance and the light
that burning oil gives off,

long strands of grieving hair, lion
and at the same time, gazelle.

You’re walking alone without feet,
as riverwater does.

The taste of a wine that is bitter and sweet,
seen and unseen, neither wet nor dry,
like Jesus reaching to touch.

A new road appears without desirous imagining,
inside God’s breath, empty, where you quit saying
the name and there’s no distance,
no calling dove-coo.

A window, a wild rose at the field’s edge,
you’ll be me,
but don’t feel proud or happy.

Bend like the limb of a peach tree.
Tend those who need help.
Disappear three days with the moon.

Don’t pray to be healed, or look for evidence
of “some other world.”
You are the soul
and medicine for what wounds the soul.”

~ Rumi ~

walking the camino of peace into the unitive field out beyond is such a deepening and widening and inspiriting of the open heart of soul transporting me into a cave of illumination and silence and is a perfect prelude to the next adventure of moving into a season of letting go and emptying to return into the deep earth as the dark becomes more and more the landscape in the northern hemisphere marked by celebrating the holy day of equinox on Thursday with the new moon of balance following on sunday… in these intense moments of the great turning, i join in the ubuntu mantra and ask for peace for all… deep bows…