welcome, welcome to day 37 of a season of peace, a day on the pilgrimage like all others of  living the quest ion of what drumbeat are we dancing? what heartbeat are we musing?, i give you, my co-heart pilgrims, poets on a journey, Rilke’s plea from Letters to a Young Poet to be patience, to live patiently with everything, loving all that is yet unresolved, for it is in the loving that sacred balance organically rises…

a quest ion that i have been living since i was a teenager and lives inside me so strongly over the last few moons building to the force of a tidal wave energetically was and is inspired by another of my favorite poets…

to be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make you everybody else – means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight; and never stop fighting. ~ e e cummings ~

tho, i’d edit the words of fight and battle, it is such a challenge in this sped-up world impelling us to be human doings rather than to be our true nature… light beings of divine love embodied through our one cosmic heart in an intricate web of interconnection…

thousandfold thanks, dear rilke, dear life, as i heed your sage words to have patience and love the quest ions…