awaken today in the field of the dream weave… i have moved to somewhere unknown where there is much exploring called for… i love the energy of this space and being reunited with people living in another realm and that this pilgrimage is so flowing and so effortless…
what an auspicious dream for this 22nd moonth anniversary of my most recent rising from the deeps, from the dead, from the tidal pool where crabs reside right in the midst of mutation… further, when first i reread the dream that i had a year ago, it was amazing to think that in six months from the dream’s emergence, i would be living in a new unknown place when i didn’t even know i’d be moving… still under the effect of so much turbulence, i reflect on how “and still i rise” is very apropos as a theme song for moi personally and all of us collectively… may we all, all our relatives, dive deep and soar high finding the courage and the strength to meet the challenges of our time in a way that supports and sustains our living in harmony, a cosmos of flourishing…
i intend on listening to the injunctions of this moon to be pulled by and dance in rhythm with the soul song singing me ever more deeply into the remaining years of a new decade and new seven year cycle, to release what no longer serves so as to live more and more deeply and expansively in the kingdom of joy being loving presence; yes, i’m always up and down for being infused with WILDness (Wonder, Imagination, Liberation and Devotion)…
may this moment of eternity be a celebration of diving deeply in the ocean of devotion, of delighting in being breathed in and out like the oscillating waves of the deep blue sea… a day of thanksgiving, of bubbling joy, a day of reverence, of being in the moment… a day of deep peace in whatever is, a day of embracing love and harmony… a day of walking lightly upon the earth, a day of being filled with a zany mirth… a day of tiptoeing between the veils, of feeling the tides lifting all sails… a day of facing into the uncomfortable and unjust, unbalanced filled with spirit of courage to stand in right action, a day of trusting our one heart to carry us home…
“To pray you open your whole self
To sky, to earth, to sun, to moon
To one whole voice that is you.
And know there is more
That you can’t see, can’t hear;
Can’t know except in moments
Steadily growing, and in languages
That aren’t always sound but other
Circles of motion.
Like eagle that Sunday morning
Over Salt River. Circled in blue sky
In wind, swept our hearts clean
With sacred wings.
We see you, see ourselves and know
That we must take the utmost care
And kindness in all things.
Breathe in, knowing we are made of
All this, and breathe, knowing
We are truly blessed because we
Were born, and die soon within a
True circle of motion,
Like eagle rounding out the morning
Inside us.
We pray that it will be done
In beauty.
In beauty.”
~ Joy Harjo ~
