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Poetic Peace Pilgrimage -Year 11 – Day 16 – 1/1/2024

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“They are the chosen ones who have surrendered.
Once they were particles of light
now they are the radiant sun.“

~ Rumi ~

well come to us all to this new year, this new moon of journeying january, the moon of dreaming and this new day, this first day of beginning and the first day of 366 days of rest and return to essence and radical resilience – how i love these 3 R’s…

well come to us all to this journey of walking deeper and more expansively into the light, a journey like no other, a pathless path without markers where we feel our way and listen devotedly for the heart’s sounding and resounding, life lived as dream dreaming us… psychedelic, psychedolphic serpent of light coming into my life so early and leading me on a meandering spiral dance, the magical mystery tour, life…

our festival of illumination pilgrimage with the Caravan of Re-Joy-Sing continues under last night’s sign, the seventh night’s sun of the airy sign of Libra bringing a dream gift of an important key to life – balance – which is an image that has played through my dreams for as long as i can re-member as has contemplating life as walking a tightrope along the razor’s edge… on this first day of the new year, it feels so right to sit still on the seesaw of life and begin this turn with breathing in Libra’s gift of journeying to the inner stillpoint and breathing out the gift of balance into the cosmos… the dream of Libra was so emphatic about simplifying and tending to essence… Here’s an ancient practice of  tonglen, of giving and receiving, that, like metta, empowers compassion and is a beautiful blessing of balance…

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breathe in deeply and settle into the present moment simply as it is…

look first into the mirror of yourself with the utmost compassion of your divine self seeing your human self with the tenderest love and see the black smoke coming from the wounded human self and take it into the radiant heart of the open sky dissolving the smoke and send back  boundless love and compassion…

next, turn to someone you love who is suffering greatly and take the black ball from their belly and send it to the expansive blue sky of the radiant heart of overflowing love and compassion and send this love to them…

now, turn to someone who has caused you great suffering and see their pain and take it and send it to the radiant heart and shower them with unconditional love…

now, turn to a group that terrifies you and take away all their darkness sending it to the expansive open sky and sending back to them the incandescent love of divine compassion…

finally, let’s  turn to the genocide and torture of beings and to the killers and torturers taking away their suffering and having our one radiant heart transmute it and send it back as a revelation of love…

as we all sit on the seesaw of life, may we all feel the blessings of illuminated balance…

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Blessing for the New Year

“On the day when
The weight deadens
On your shoulders
And you stumble,
May the clay dance
To balance you.

And when your eyes
Freeze behind
The grey window
And the ghost of loss
Gets in to you,
May a flock of colours,
Indigo, red, green,
And azure blue,
Come to awaken in you
A meadow of delight.

When the canvas frays
In the currach of thought
And a stain of ocean
Blackens beneath you,
May there come across the waters
A path of yellow moonlight
To bring you safely home.

May the nourishment of the earth be yours,
May the clarity of light be yours,
May the fluency of the ocean be yours,
May the protection of the ancestors be yours.

And so may a slow
Wind work these words
Of love around you,
An invisible cloak
To mind your life.“

John O’Donohue

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and, every day of this turn around the sun as i awaken, i re-member to live these words of the Dalai Lama:

“Every day as you wake up, think that I am fortunate to be alive. I have a precious human life, and I am not going to waste it. I am going to use all my energies to develop myself, to expand myself out to others; to achieve enlightenment for all beings.”

how perfect for this 2024 turn ’round the sun as it is an 8 universal year, a spirit reality year of serving through justice and strength with the scales balancing our consciousness and the strength to support and encourage us through the challenges of this year… a la la ho!

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Poetic Peace Pilgrimage -Year 11 – Day 15 – 12/31/2023

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“Ring out the old, ring in the new,
Ring, happy bells, across the snow:
The year is going, let him go;
Ring out the false, ring in the true.“

~ Alfred Lord Tennyson ~

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as we pilgrims of love bid farewell to and celebrate this last turn of the sun emptying of all that was, we continue our merry pilgrimage with the Caravan of Re-Joy-Sing under last night’s sign, the sixth night’s sun of the earthy delight of Virgo the Virgin, Singer of the One Song deeply rooted in all children of the earth and the music of the spheres uniting us all into the quintessential honoring of our transcendent journey into light, our taking joy in transforming shadow seeds into blooming gifts and our witnessing these gifts as dreams coming to us each night for the 12 nights of Christmas, Festival of Illumination…

so, on the sixth night of Christmas, my true love (Beloved Virgo) gave to me, a dream of… all our relations entering the portal of a new turn around the sun with a new song, a canto of love and compassion, peace and harmony, generosity and co-creation… a new earth organically regenerating herself like the Virgin Goddess, the One Self…

Holy Synchronicity! this beautiful dream of the earth, this joyful song of the earth is mirrored in outer reality as Virgo herself transports me through the portal to a field, a wilder ness of enchantment where our new song, our true song is being co-created by wisdom keepers devoted to shining the light and dancing us all on the cosmic wave of love ringing us home to the sound of the bell, home to the heart where we all dwell…

thousand fold thanks for this day of being in sangha singing light in darkness as we witness new her-eyes-ons circling within and without, the great beyond, ultima thule…

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Poetic Peace Pilgrimage -Year 11 – Day 14 – 12/30/2023

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our special pilgrimage with the Caravan of Re-Joy-Sing celebrating the twelve nights of the Feast of the Incarnation and honoring our transcendent journey into light, our taking joy in transforming shadows into gifts and our witnessing these gifts as dreams coming to us each night for the 12 nights of Christmas continues under last night’s, our 5th night’s, sun of the blazing fiery light of Leo the Lion-Hearted, Brother Sun, King of the Forest, Awakener of Wonder-filled Ecstasy, Sunflower of the Illuminated Heart…

so, on the fifth night of Christmas, my true love (Beloved Leo) gave to me, a dream of… overflowing radiance in the form of a blazing fire i leap into to save a soul… a dream of awakening with a clear and lucid message that our inner light is inextinguishable, we are eternal… a dream gift of every moment of eternity being the guru, every moment of eternity a fractal of the whole, of synchronicity, of grace… every moment of eternity a moment of beauty, every moment of eternity the only moment, every moment of eternity a moment of peace when we are to be contributive – is that a word? well, that is the word from the dream, to always be contributing for the good of the whole through authentic self expression…

we are pilgrims dan-sing

the journeys of our lives

being the path of heart…

now, i’m curious as to what Leo is gifting you… do you also feel a shift in energy with our one heart opening and expanding radiantly in this moment of eternity, this beautiful moment of eternity asking us to unite collectively to express authentically who we truly are leading to transforming collective consciousness?

namaste, beloveds…

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Poetic Peace Pilgrimage -Year 11 – Day 13 – 12/29/2023

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“Instead of resisting to changes, surrender. Let life be with you, not against you. If you think ‘My life will be upside down’ don’t worry. How do you know down is not better than upside?”

~ Shams of Tabriz ~

in the days of Rumi, when you traveled, you pilgrimaged in a caravan and spent the night in a guesthouse, Rumi asked of the pilgrims to look at our heart like a guesthouse graciously entertaining all emotions while not identifying with or attaching to them… Rumi would have us ask, “What is the state of your heart, what are you dreaming into being this moment of eternity?”

and so when joy comes to visit, we welcome joy warmly knowing joy will be moving on with the caravan, this beautiful guest will pass onward… when the next guest knocks at the door, can we welcome sadness as graciously, as an old companion who has visited many times re-membering that sadness like joy does not stay and does pass on as well…

are you able to be this magnanimous with your own heart? know you are a solid, rooted tree of life with arms outstretched to the heavens… we are made in the image of love and this is our work to be and become more and more radical love, rooted nurturing love grounded in the deep earth and reaching into the ever expanding vast skysea… my intention more emphatic than ever is to live like the river of life flows carried by the wondrous unfolding of great mystery…

and now, back to our special pilgrimage with the Caravan of Re-Joy-Sing celebrating the twelve nights of the Feast of the Incarnation and honoring our transcendent journey into light, our taking joy in transforming shadow seeds into blooming gifts and our witnessing these gifts as dreams coming to us each night for the 12 nights of Christmas continues under last night’s, our 4th night’s, moon of the iridescent watery light of Cancer, Beloved Mother, Whisperer of Love Songs and Weaver of Harmony whose essence is nurture…

on the fourth night of Christmas, my true love (Beloved Cancer) gave to me, a dream of… cosmic harmony where turbulent seas arose into a great wall of water catapulting me into the deep swirling sea to connect with the beloved mother energy who whispered to surrender to going with the flow… in that moment, dolphin guides magically appear and guide the way to the other shore and a paradisaical beach where all our relations are dancing together as one in this field out beyond where the river below the river, the river of deep spaciousness flows on and on in the rhythm of our one spirit’s breath… always being loving nurture… always becoming loving nurture… with every breath and step…

this sacred moment of eternity of bathing in the dreamwaves of motherwaters’ divine feminine energy nurtures our one tender heart into a blazing bonfire re-joy-sing with sangha all over the planet in the field of the sacred grove with our roots riotously whispering compassion through the network of interbeing across and over and through the cosmos beginning with ourselves…

may we all meet this moment fully where all  relatives belong in an ever widening cosmic circle of love and compassion and wonder and wisdom and peace and joy and harmony and where we all injoy flowing in beauty at love’s frequency one with all that is…

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Poetic Peace Pilgrimage -Year 11 – Day 12 – 12/28/2023

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“You were born with potential.
You were born with goodness and trust. You were born with ideals and dreams. You were born with greatness.
You were born with wings.
You are not meant for crawling, so don’t.
You have wings.
Learn to use them and fly.”

~ Rumi ~

our special pilgrimage with the Caravan of Re-Joy-Sing honoring our transcendent journey into light, our taking joy in transforming shadow seeds into blooming gifts and our witnessing these gifts as dreams coming to us each night for the 12 nights of Christmas delivers the quintessential dream gift under last night’s, our 3rd night’s moon of the airy light of Gemini whose essence of curiosity flies in asking and piercing through the mists of illusion to receive enlightening…

this iridescent dancer of rainbow light came calling in the wee hours with a clear message about awakening to and weaving the radiant light we are into the mystery of the moment, the sacred space we breathe into every moment… join with me now in taking flight on the wings of creative imagination…

breathe in, breathe out through our one heart connecting deeply with the divine, dancing, diamond light always sparkling in the center of being… as you see your divine child dancing toward you, meet and merge becoming one with luminescent, shimmering light… now, dream your song of creation, a beautiful world where all relatives are steeped in the wonder of the all that is… breathe in deeply this heart of creation, drink in the curiosity blessing us with injoying the rainbow magic of each moment of wondrous presence…

may we all answer the call to dance as children of wonder…

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Poetic Peace Pilgrimage -Year 11 – Day 11 – 12/27/2023

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we are earth, we are spirit… listening and offering to always act in the interest of the children of all beings of the earth…

tonight is the moment to share our second night’s dream from last night and to honor Kwanzaa’s 2nd day value of self-determination… i’m trusting our journey on the Caravan of Re-Joy-Sing, honoring our transcendent journey into light, our taking pleasure in transforming shadow seeds into blooming gifts and our witnessing these gifts as dreams coming to us each night for the 12 nights of Christmas is fruitful for you especially under last night’s energy of the mystery school of Taurus whose essence is pleasure in the earth of our intrbeeing…

on the second night of Christmas, my true love (Beloved Taurus) gave to me, a dream of… a new song of the earth being sung by the underground root system run riot as grandmother spider spins the web of life of all our relations and white buffalo calf woman moves the web of life aboveground  with prayers of abundance inspiring sacred herds of buffalo to once again dance across the plains organically nourishing the earth as they empty themselves to replenish the soil… and the earth begins to sing the new song of the earth – of  all beings of the earth vibrating at one frequency of  love and peace re-joy-sing in being in harmony and in rhythm with divine flow…

may we all  recognize. honor and take pleasure in the sacredness of every life walk and connect in deeper ways to life’s meaning and the values of peace, love, joy, beauty and harmony…

thousand fold thanks, great spirit, for whispering this song of the earth of our being for all children of the earth…

namaste’

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Poetic Peace Pilgrimage -Year 11 – Day 10 – 12/26/2023

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ah, pilgrimaging with the caravan of re-joy-sing began last night… i’d love to hear of your dream gift from aries whose essence is enthusiasm, here’s  mine of  this first night’s journey into light, this awakening ever more deeply and expansively of our one illuminated heart…

on the first night of Christmas, my true love (Beloved Aries) gave to me the dream gift of flying with a flock of “strange birds”, circling with unknown imaginal cells holding the same core knowings so that we could effect greater shifting in the collective as we journeyed as on interbeing…

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a flock of geese flying home to sun

singing of joy and peace for everyone

open hearts now re-joy-sing spontaneously

awakening our light song at celestial frequency

 we soar on love’s sunbeams  in wild ecstasy

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“How could the soul not take flight
When from the glorious Presence
A soft call flows sweet as honey,
And whispers, “Rise up now, come away.”
How could the fish not jump
Immediately from dry land into water,
When the sound of water from the ocean
Of fresh waves springs to his ear?
How could the hawk not fly away,
Back, back, to the wrist of the kind
As soon as he hears the drum
The king’s baton hits again and again,
Drumming out the signal of return?
How could the Sufi not start to dance,
Turning on himself, like the atom in the sun of eternity,
So he can leap free of this dying world?
Fly away, fly away, bird, to your native home.
You have leaped free of the cage,
Your wings are flung back in the wind of God.
Leave behind the stagnant and marshy waters,
Hurry, hurry, hurry, O bird, to the source of life!“

~ Rumi ~

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thankyou, Beloved, for gifting such a sacred moment of eternity of interbeeing, simply interbeeing fullheartedly/foolheartedly enthusiastically present in every moment, in every beautiful rainbow trail moment of eternity… and, as we go into dreamtime tonight, let’s tune into the element of earth and the energies of taurus to see what the dream gift is…

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Poetic Peace Pilgrimage -Year 11 – Day 9 – 12/25/2023

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first, an intention for peace…

peace is here
when we want it

peace is here
when we want the health of our people more than global domination,
peace is here
when we want everyone’s prosperity
more than we want to be richer than others,
peace is here
when we want peace more than the illusion of security,
peace is here

peace is here
when we want to move forward more than we want our team to triumph,
peace is here
when we want to get the things we want more than we want the glory,
peace is here
when we want things to be right more than we want the story of being wronged,
peace is here

peace is here
when we want happiness more than we want to win,
peace is here
when we want connection more than we want ambitious achievements,
peace is here
when we want this moment more than we want our future fantasies (that will always fail to satisfy even if they do come true),
peace is here

peace is here
when we want to relax and repair more than we want to defend the story of ourself,
peace is here
when we want to seek understanding more than we want to win the argument,
peace is here
when we want to love more than we want to shield ourself from future grief,
peace is here

peace is here
when we want our sanity more than our reputation,
peace is here
when we want to be loved more than we want to be alone,
peace is here
when want what’s in the interest of all our relations
more than we want what’s in our self-interest
peace is here
when we want to remove the blocks to health more than we want anything else,
peace is here
when we want it
now…

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i’m trusting today has been a day of taking joy for you on yet another feast day celebrating the light, a magical moment of eternity when the portal is wide open for our re-membering who we are… radiant suns and receptive moons of our one cosmic heart…

on these upcoming twelve nights of the 12 Days of Christmas, i invite you to join me once again for our annual special pilgrimage with the Caravan of Re-Joy-Sing to honor our transcendent/descendent journey into light, our taking joy in transforming seeds into sprouts and our witnessing these sprouts as dreams coming to us each night for the next 12 nights to the tune of the 12 Days of Christmas…

on the first night of Christmas, my true love (Aries) gave to me, a dream of…  on the second night of Christmas, my true love (Taurus) gave to me, a dream of…  on the third night of Christmas, my true love (Gemini) gave to me, a dream of…   on the fourth night of Christmas, my true love (Cancer) gave to me, a dream of… don’t worry if you are seeing this on the 26th, you can still ask Aries to dream you…

so, you get the idea? each night our dream will be a gift from the 2 mystery schools of the zodiac, the light, guiding us, mapping the route along the rainbow trail as we re-member and re-birth more and more of whom we really and truly are…

i take joy with you as we adventure into dreamtime, re-joy-sing in this oft-quoted salutation from the Italian painter and architect Fra Giovanni (Angelico) in 1513:

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“I salute you.

There is nothing I can give you which you have not,
but there is much that while I cannot give,
you can take.

No heaven can come to us unless our hearts find rest in it today.
Take heaven.

No peace lies in the future which is not hidden in this present instant.
Take peace.

The gloom of the world is but a shadow. Behind it, yet within our reach, is joy.
Take joy.

And so at this Christmastime,
I greet you, with the prayer
that for you,
now and forever,
the day breaks
and the shadows
flee away.”

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Poetic Peace Pilgrimage -Year 11 – Day 9 – 12/25/2023

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this holi day season has such an undertone of mourning as the world bears witness to genocide, i cannot let this day pass by without acknowledging the horrific tragedy that breaks my heat open every day and this is my one prayer – peace on earth… i’m turning it over now to a minister in Bethlehem where they have canceled Christmas this year and moved baby jesus from a manger to the rubble…



A Liturgy of Lament
Rev. Dr. Munther Isaac
Evangelical Lutheran Christmas Church Bethlehem
Saturday, December 23rd, 2023 

“We are angry… We are broken… This should have been a time of joy; instead, we are mourning. We are fearful. 20,000 killed. Thousands under the rubble still. Close to 9,000 children killed in the most brutal ways. Day after day after day. 1.9 million displaced! Hundreds of thousands of homes were destroyed. Gaza as we know it no longer exists. This is an annihilation. A genocide. The world is watching; Churches are watching. Gazans are sending live images of their own execution. Maybe the world cares? But it goes on… We are asking, could this be our fate in Bethlehem? In Ramallah? In Jenin? Is this our destiny too? We are tormented by the silence of the world. Leaders of the so-called “free” lined up one after the other to give the green light for this genocide against a captive population. They gave the cover. Not only did they make sure to pay the bill in advance, they veiled the truth and context, providing political cover. And, yet another layer has been added: the theological cover with the Western Church stepping into the spotlight. The South African Church taught us the concept of “The state theology,” defined as “the theological justification of the status quo with its racism, capitalism and totalitarianism.” It does so by misusing theological concepts and biblical texts for its own political purposes. Here in Palestine, the Bible is weaponized against. Our very own sacred text. In our terminology in Palestine, we speak of the Empire. Here we confront the theology of the Empire. A disguise for superiority, supremacy, “chosenness,” and entitlement. It is sometimes given a nice cover using words like mission and evangelism, fulfillment of prophecy, and spreading freedom and liberty. The theology of the Empire becomes a powerful tool to mask oppression under the cloak of divine sanction. It divides people into “us” and “them.” It dehumanizes and demonizes. It speaks of land without people even when they know the land has people – and not just any people. It calls for emptying Gaza, just like it called the ethnic cleansing in 1948 “a divine miracle.” It calls for us Palestinians to go to Egypt, maybe Jordan, or why not just the sea? “Lord, do you want us to command fire to come down from heaven and consume them?” they said of us. This is the theology of Empire. This war has confirmed to us that the world does not see us as equal. Maybe it is the color of our skin. Maybe it is because we are on the wrong side of the political equation. Even our kinship in Christ did not shield us. As they said, if it takes killing 100 Palestinians to get a single “Hamas militant” then so be it! We are not humans in their eyes. (But in God’s eyes… no one can tell us we are not!) The hypocrisy and racism of the Western world is transparent and appalling! They always take the words of Palestinians with suspicion and qualification. No, we are not treated equally. Yet, the other side, despite a clear track record of misinformation, is almost always deemed infallible! To our European friends. I never ever want to hear you lecture us on Human rights or international law again. We are not white – it does not apply to us according to your own logic. In this war, the many Christians in the Western world made sure the Empire has the theology needed. It is self-defense, we were told! (And I ask How?) In the shadow of the Empire, they turned the colonizer into the victim, and the colonized into the aggressor. Have we forgotten that the state was built on the ruins of the towns and villages of those very same Gazans? We are outraged by the complicity of the church. Let it be clear: Silence is complicity, and empty calls for peace without a ceasefire and end to occupation, and the shallow words of empathy without direct action — are all under the banner of complicity. So here is my message: Gaza today has become the moral compass of the world. Gaza was hell on earth before October 7th. If you are not appalled by what is happening; if you are not shaken to your core – there is something wrong with your humanity. If we, as Christians, are not outraged by this genocide, by the weaponizing of the Bible to justify it, there is something wrong with our Christian witness, and compromising the credibility of the Gospel! If you fail to call this a genocide. It is on you. It is a sin and a darkness you willingly embrace. Some have not even called for a ceasefire… I feel sorry for you. We will be ok. Despite the immense blow we have endured, we will recover. We will rise and stand up again from the midst of destruction, as we have always done as Palestinians, although this is by far the biggest blow we have received in a long time. But again, for those who are complicit, I feel sorry for you. Will you ever recover from this? Your charity, your words of shock AFTER the genocide, won’t make a difference. Words of regret will not suffice for you. We will not accept your apology after the genocide. What has been done, has been done. I want you to look at the mirror… and ask: where was I? To our friends who are here with us: You have left your families and churches to be with us. You embody the term accompaniment – a costly solidarity. “We were in prison and you visited us.” What a stark difference from the silence and complicity of others. Your presence here is the meaning of solidarity. Your visit has already left an impression that will never be taken from us. Through you, God has spoken to us that “we are not forsaken.” As Father Rami of the Catholic Church said this morning, you have come to Bethlehem, and like the Magi, you brought gifts with, but gifts that are more precious than gold, frankincense, and myrrh. You brought the gift of love and solidarity. We needed this. For this season, maybe more than anything, we were troubled by the silence of God. In these last two months, the Psalms of lament have become a precious companion. We cried out: My God, My God, we have you forsaken Gaza? Why do you hide your face from Gaza? In our pain, anguish, and lament, we have searched for God, and found him under the rubble in Gaza. Jesus became the victim of the very same violence of the Empire. He was tortured. Crucified. He bled out as others watched. He was killed and cried out in pain – My God, where are you? In Gaza today, God is under the rubble. And in this Christmas season, as we search for Jesus, he is to be found not on the side of Rome, but our side of the wall. In a cave, with a simple family. Vulnerable. Barely, and miraculously surviving a massacre. Among a refugee family. This is where Jesus is found. If Jesus were to be born today, he would be born under the rubble in Gaza. When we glorify pride and richness, Jesus is under the rubble… When we rely on power, might, and weapons, Jesus is under the rubble… When we justify, rationalize, and theologize the bombing of children, Jesus is under the rubble… Jesus is under the rubble. This is his manger. He is at home with the marginalized, the suffering, the oppressed, and displaced. This is his manger. I have been looking, contemplating on this iconic image…. God with us, precisely in this way. THIS is the incarnation. Messy. Bloody. Poverty. This child is our hope and inspiration. We look and see him in every child killed and pulled from under the rubble. While the world continues to reject the children of Gaza, Jesus says: “just as you did it to one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did it to me.” “You did to ME.” Jesus not only calls them his own, he is them! We look at the holy family and see them in every family displaced and wandering, now homeless in despair. While the world discusses the fate of the people of Gaza as if they are unwanted boxes in a garage, God in the Christmas narrative shares in their fate; He walks with them and calls them his own. This manger is about resilience – صمود. The resilience of Jesus is in his meekness; weakness, and vulnerability. The majesty of the incarnation lies in its solidarity with the marginalized. Resilience because this very same child, rose up from the midst of pain, destruction, darkness and death to challenge Empires; to speak truth to power and deliver an everlasting victory over death and darkness. This is Christmas today in Palestine and this is the Christmas message. It is not about Santa, trees, gifts, lights… etc. My goodness how we twisted the meaning of Christmas. How we have commercialized Christmas. I was in the USA last month, the first Monday after Thanksgiving, and I was amazed by the amount of Christmas decorations and lights, all the and commercial goods. I couldn’t help but think: They send us bombs, while celebrating Christmas in their land. They sing about the prince of peace in their land, while playing the drum of war in our land. Christmas in Bethlehem, the birthplace of Jesus, is this manger. This is our message to the world today. It is a gospel message, a true and authentic Christmas message, about the God who did not stay silent, but said his word, and his Word is Jesus. Born among the occupied and marginalized. He is in solidarity with us in our pain and brokenness. This manger is our message to the world today – and it is simply this: this genocide must stop NOW. Let us repeat to the world: STOP this Genocide NOW. This is our call. This is our plea. This is our prayer. Hear oh God. Amen.“
thousandfold peace, thousandfold peace, thousandfold peace in our one cosmic heart…
~ jo beall ~

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Poetic Peace Pilgrimage -Year 11 – Day 8 – 12/24/2023

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today’s holi day journey is the quintessential poetic peace pilgrimage, one flowing moment of intoxication peppered with a string of hiccups, of spirits of peace, love and joy transmuting conflict, fear and sadness while carrying our one heart in a continuous blessingway deeper and deeper into incarnating, embodying the all that is…

thank you, thank you, thank you for this moment of grace, this day of pause, this season of dancing in stillness, merging the opposites into a seamless tapestry, a kaleidoscope of rainbow colored images of the many and the one…

dolphin dancing and leaping like waves flowing in the ocean… pulled by love out of my safe cove into the wider ocean of wonder, beauty, grace… i live in wonder at this journey’s unfolding in such a mysterious, serendipitous, synchronistic way and am so grateful when able to hold the tension of the opposites which is no easy accomplishment in this sacred moment of unraveling…

how i love this annual magical ride pulled by shamanic horses of the heart and skysea, our ever present dolphin guides who love taking us into the ocean depths  and space heights where we feel the magnetic  energy of the waxing full moon in Cancer on this day that hums to the tune of being presence and calls us to listen and attune to the cosmic frequency calling us home, home to the heart…

let us venture now to the river of joy below the river through that well worn wormhole, the rabbit hole, and encounter a communion of ancestors, so many members of the village impacting our destiny so profoundly… yes, today’s holi day journey is an ancestor blessingway overflowing with real eyes vision, realeyezations flowing from our sister moon about the new world we are breathing in where all our children are smiling in delight as we grow into a communal culture of light turned on by soular power to be our fullest expression and deepest purpose… to fly on the wings of love and to ground ourselves into the roots of belonging always being love, joy, peace and harmony…

breathe in this magical moment, this moment of wonder from our earth mother through our one heart and out to sky father who whispers it back to the great mother who breathes us again  and the seamless cycle of return  flows infinitely through the beyond…

one breath, one moment, one step of always being love…

most peaceful of trails…

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