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

as i walk the camino of peace today under the harvest full moon with the sun still shining in virgo, i continue being challenged, appropriately so, in this sacred moonspell of september to contemplate what is sacred to me/us, so sacred that i’d/we’d go beyond usual comfort zones and give the fullest measure of my/our energies… this contemplation is one that plays like a broken record and one where i love bringing up the image of both the inner and outer cosmic blue stars  as the whirling primordial space, the womb of chaos giving birth to dancing stars, big dreams, brave new worlds, that space of breaking free of convention and daring to dream with wild abandon…

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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. SUCH A MIND IS LIFE ITSELF, BECAUSE LIFE HAS NO RESTING PLACE.
– JIDDU KRISHNAMURTI –

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yes, this is the dancing blue star, free and easy wanderer, imaginal cell i aspire to being and the soul draws me towards…

so, dear sangha of free and easy wanderers, what is sacred to you, calling you to break your heart open?