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Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 9 – Day 309 – 10/21/2022

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“Let there be spaces in your togetherness, And let the winds of the heavens dance between you. Love one another but make not a bond of love: Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls. Fill each other’s cup but drink not from one cup. Give one another of your bread but eat not from the same loaf. Sing and dance together and be joyous, but let each one of you be alone, Even as the strings of a lute are alone though they quiver with the same music. Give your hearts, but not into each other’s keeping. For only the hand of Life can contain your hearts. And stand together, yet not too near together: For the pillars of the temple stand apart, And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other’s shadow.”

~ Kahlil Gibran ~ The Prophet

did you awaken as i did in this heart space to this moment re-membering the universe in each moment is making us an irresistible offer? thousand fold thanks, Desiree, and everyone for conspiring to gift with so many moments of savoring this potent space between us of initiating the cosmic wedding and weaving the threads of  eternal presence into the lush field of the divine matrix… an infinite moment after moment, truly, of love after love…

Love After Love

“The time will come
when, with elation
you will greet yourself arriving 
at your own door, in your own mirror
and each will smile at the other’s welcome,

and say, sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you

all your life, whom you ignored
for another, who knows you by heart.
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,

the photographs, the desperate notes,
peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit. Feast on your life.”

~ Derek Walcott ~

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 9 – Day 308 – 10/20/2022

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today, as on many days, i luxuriate in some sacred moments of eternity to reflect on what a wild ride the last many moons have been; especially, the last 25 moons have been so bounteous with so many days of 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 nine years ago… i was driving over a bridge with my mother when suddenly a tsunami appeared out of nowhere, now here… immediately, 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 miracles… 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 9 – Day 307 – 10/19/2022

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“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 and live into with every breath – what will you do this sacred moment of eternity with your one wild and precious life to merge with the rhythms of creation?

it is also such a gift to have the words credited to Emma Goldman singing me as well, “It’s not my revolution if i can’t dance to it.” yes, in these topsy-turvy times how necessary to be in communion with imaginal cells as we face into a collective dark night filled with challenges calling us to deepen into the common union of our one heart, the community, the common unity of dwelling with each other surrendered to love…

we are in such an intense inflection point, moving from a false consciousness of fear and separation to the true reality of  love and unity… can you feel this new world breathing? breathing us into deeper ensouled presence? can you let go so deeply courageously leaping into the creative fires of the cauldron that you are transformed and purified into the heart of great mystery?

so, now i’ve turned the tables on you and asked of you the same question that lives me – excited to hear how you are living your life more and more in concert with creation…

yes, our true nature as imaginal cells is dan-sing us  home together…

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 9 – Day 306 – 10/18/2022

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the miracle is to walk on earth in a sacred way as a free and easy wanderer of wonder breathing in the rhythm of the waves  dwelling deeply in the present moment feeling every wild cell humming with abandon in the inner quiet of the stillpoint…

today i awaken to being a free and easy wanderer, that liberated state of being the pathless path magnetically pulls us to dance…

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A MIND THAT HAS NO WALLS, THAT IS NOT BURDENED WITH ITS OWN ACQUISITIONS, ACCUMULATIONS, WITH ITS OWN KNOWLEDGE, A MIND THAT LIVES TIMELESSLY, INSECURELY – TO SUCH A MIND, LIFE IS AN EXTRAORDINARY THING…
~ JIDDU KRISHNAMURTI ~

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traveling widely and deeply through outer space and inner space to a place beyond words… a place of being, homecoming, one with the tides of life… walking a path of devotion… always being love… always being thanksgiving… always becoming more love… always becoming more thanksgiving… always dwelling more deeply and expansively in infinite love and gratitude especially in the perilous moments of eternity…

every inbreath a re-membering we are spirit beings on a journey into great mystery, into the great beyond, calling us to look within and see true reality – we are one vast interbeing with each cell belonging to each other, interbeing with each other, interdepending on each other…

may we all be birds in flight soaring in wide open spaciousness flowing like the mighty river below the river as a dynamic current of  restorative joy trusting in the tides of life to carry us into the ocean of being, the vast sky sea free to be wanderers of wonder in ble star mystery…

blessed bee…

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 9 – Day 305 – 10/17/2022

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in this moment of eternity on the second of 13 days marking the 60th anniversary of the 1962 missile crisis 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  eleven years ago begun on 9/17 and 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 one of which is on peace and how our holding the intention of peace, so sorely needed today, holding that intention towards water brings peace to the bodies of water we are and our world is…

blessed bee…

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 9 – Day 304 – 10/16/2022

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“There’s a revolution that needs to happen and it starts from inside each one of us.”

~ Thich Nhat Hanh ~

i write today of the necessary revolution called for in this moment of eternity of celebrating the astonishing light of being and on this first day of the 13 days of the 60th anniversary of the cuban missile crisis in this sacred moment of great turning and cosmic rite of passage… the revolution i write of today is one of consciousness, a bold adventure the cosmos invites us to explore as foretold in other moments of eternity by the grandmothers…

there came a time when the grandmothers noticed it was the moment to focus on the good of the village and to remind the earthlings of how to be… they called in the spirits of the ancestors and the teachers and the unborn generations and the spirit of fire to kindle a flame which they nurtured and tendered and placed in the center of the wisdom council where the villagers sit in circle…

the grandmothers called on all the relatives to take a pledge repeating these words: in every action, in every thought, in every decision, i promise to hold the good of the children of all beings in this generation and for seven generations hence and this is my sacred vow…

may all of us tend the inner flame supported by the communitas of the invisible realms holding in our one heart and living out this sacred calling to always put first the good of the whole, to do what is best for the children…

and then, peace prevails on earth… blessed bee…

to anchor in this vow at this precarious moment of eternity, i invite us to close our outer eyes and tune in with our inner vision to the eternal flame within as we follow our breath noticing how our breath is in rhythm with the waves of life, with the tides’ ebb and flow, the waning and waxing of the moon, the changing of seasons all inextricably interconnected with the rhythms of mama gaia’s breath… breathing in and breathing out… love… light… as we continue to breathe in from Pachamama, notice if there is any tension in your body and if so, shake it off and get all loosey goosey… breathing in deep relaxation into the body, breathing out an ecstatic ahh… breathing in, I smile… breathing out, i start my internal love engine…

now, i invite our going deep inside to connect with where we carry our soul light… do you feel it in your heart? crown? 3rd eye? throat? soular plexus? belly? root? Take your time… it may look like a beautiful candle flame, a burning ember, a flashlight, a lantern, a whirling vortex of pure white light… however your soul light appears and feels, rest assured it is always shining brightly…

now, the invitation is to look very closely at your light and see silver threads emanating from your soul light… we are going to follow these threads finding any and all fractures and splinters to heal, to whole, to bless and bring home… look for the threads and follow them back and back and back through all dimensions… you may find 2 or 3 or several hundred, simply follow them looking at each one closely, healing it, blessing it and bringing it home one after the other and notice with each fragment returning home into the circle of unconditional love how your soul light is brightened a thousand fold with every fragment that returns home… the healing happens so quickly with each thread so happy to be re-woven into the gr8 tapestry of soul light that is more and more luminous with every re-union… take this moment and luxuriate in the warm embrace of the astonishing light of our being,,, re-member, we can return here any time – we are the eternal radiance, we are the luminous shining ones weve been waiting for… and with every return to this sacred space, we weave a cosmos of peace founded on justice and guided by love for all children of the earth, for all our relatives…

aho…

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 9 – Day 303 – 10/15/2022

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there seems to be something so potent in the rhythm of the autumnal web of life, in the open field of October on the ides, mid-month… each turn around the sun at this moment, i feel the collective dark night so intensely and its spilling into the personal realm… this turn around the sun seems even more potent as it is also the eve of the 60th anniversary of the 13 days of the Cuban missile crisis in 1962 and once again we teeter on this precarious edge… as we continue to experience the outer dark night collectively at the close of this era with the global dark night casting a shadow across the cosmos, i hear so many voicing the experience of this dark night as we lay fallow awaiting germination deep down in the earth of being; i, too, have been experiencing a mini dark night, profound loss in a brief moment until i re-member when we listen deeply we can hear the even more beautiful world breathing cataly-sing our acting 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 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 9 – Day 302 – 10/14/2022

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well come to another day of celebrating, imagining, being a cosmos of peace and harmony in this sacred moment of eternity, another wild and precious moment to acknowledge the astonishing light of our interbeing, a light shining so brightly in the core of our being, a light that has been shining since the beginning of beginningless time, a light calling us to listen, listen, listen to the soulsong singing our one body to come home to the heart, to the present moment, the only moment… this moment is the moment of eternity where a new and more expanded picture of reality emerges with revelations to weave and dots to connect on the the spirit path, the beautyway we all are walking each other home…

so many shoulders, roots, mycelial networks supporting us, such a boundless circle, a communion, a common union, our one body perfectly created for these times… what follows is one of the thousand thousand fold expressions of this living truth, the cosmic wisdom of the astonishing light of our interbeing that i have shared before and this moment of initiation, of separation, ordeal and return, calls out for this healing balm:

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We Are the Ones We’ve Been Waiting For

“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 ~

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let us rise and descend simultaneously into the call for life, liberty and justice for all in our every thought, word and deed with every breath and step… and so it is… blessed being the astonishing light we are…

let’s close this sacred space of ceremony with a blessing into the sacred fire within, the inner light of great 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…

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Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 9 – Day 301 – 10/13/2022

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for many nights, i go so deeply into dreamtime and travel the pathless path into unknown landscapes populated with such lucid images be-wilder-ing to me and when i awaken in liminal space to contemplate, i hear jung whispering to pull back the projections into myself which takes me to a favorite quotation from beloved rilke:

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

on this day when the spirits are right at hand, i continue contemplating these last few days of re-membering and releasing the work of outer vision during this profound portal of collective death and rebirth and with Rilke’s words still singing me, i hear the old story of there’s a spirit in everything… and this musing takes me right to Michelangelo:

“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 expressions excellent sacred instructions 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, free at last to be the fullest expression of whom we are destined to be…

let’s close this sacred space of ceremony with a beautyway blessing into the sacred fire within, the inner light of great 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 with the astonishing light of the boundless love of our interbeing…

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 9 – Day 300 – 10/12/2022

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today’s a perfect day to sync into the rhythm of the newborn/wise old sage of wonder and wisdom to mirror peace and all is well energy so needed by our nervous systems in this moment of eternity…

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 known as shambala which rises when the world is in danger of annihilating itself through greed and corruption – sound familiar?…

“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 bee!