
welcome, well come to day 62 of a season of peace and to the first day of adventurous april, the day of celebrating the holy fool…
traditionally, the fool card in the tarot is associated with the numbers, 0 and 22… at 0, the fool symbolizes life force before manifestation; at 22, the fool has sauntered the 21 keys of the major arcana completing a full cycle of awareness and experience and now steps beyond into a new dimension of limitless potential as a free and easy wanderer, an awakened and adventurous pilgrim/poet on a journey…
so, on this first day of April, as we celebrate the ultimate pilgrim, the holy fool, let us bless this new beginning of a moonth of adventure, of coming home to the present moment by contemplating what’s been quietly forming in the background, what’s emerging now…
for me, the pathless path continues to be more and more mysterious in proportion with letting go to flow… this living more and more in the now takes heart, courage, it is a defying of gravity and moving into levitating… i’m trusting in Beloved and the power of love as iterated below by the incomparable Rumi…
“This is love: to fly toward a secret sky, to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment. First to let go of life. Finally, to take a step without feet.”
speaking of flying, six years ago (which seems like several lifetimes ago on this day known as maunday thursday in christianity, the day of the last supper, i arrived on the isle of avalon, sacred space of the goddess where beloved community of thirteen joined in the breaking of bread and drinking of holy water and clean-sing (cleansing), as in the washing of feet, of our soles who kiss the earth and ground us into embodied presence…
in this moment of eternity, in every moment of eternity, we offer thanks for our last supper/first supper, last breath/first breath, our always flowing in the rhythm of dying/rebirthing, ebbing/flowing, breathing in/breathing out always being love, always becoming love… it is thanksgiving that transports us into the quantum realm of the unitive field where our heartmind is one…
may we all take this moment to ingest and drink in, in sacred communion the energies of the cosmic mother and father…
thousandfold thanks for sharing this adventurous journey…