to celebrate the first new moon of the astrological year, and a supermoon at that, i make a SHERO Journey to SELF and rest on the dreaming mountain bridge in the tiny space of our one still, silent heart, sacred space of true emptiness where we breathe in and breathe out and dance in essence, in the frothy flow, the sea of love energy uniting heaven above and earth below… come, stand with me in the center of being and let’s dream the new story where singing waters hum in harmony bathing the new world lovingly, peacefully, joyfully, beautifully… building beloved community in the new jerusalem… behold, graceland!
Author Archives: Jo Beall
Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 3 – Day 112 – 4/6/2016
i, like you, walk the transformational path of gratitude where challenges faced with an embracing heart, open into sacred grace… today, in closing a door on a journey i wanted to take, in surrendering to divine will, another door opens leading i know not exactly where, except, it will take me deeper into devotion, into the land of grace… we live in a friendly cosmos awaiting our freely choosing to be flow… thank you, thank you, thank you…
Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 3 – Day 111 – 4/5/2016
Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 3 – Day 110 – 4/4/2016
Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 3 – Day 109 – 4/3/2016
Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 3 – Day 108 – 4/2/2016
Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 3 – Day 107 – 4/1/2016
on this first day of April, the day celebrating the ultimate pilgrim, the holy fool, let us bless this new beginning of a moon of appreciation and in this moment contemplate what’s been quietly forming, what’s emerging…
for me, the path continues to be more and more groundless in proportion with detaching, letting go to flow… this living more and more in the now takes heart, courage… 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.”
thousandfold thanks for sharing this journey and what’s awakening in you…
Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 3 – Day 106 – 3/31/2016
as we close the magnificent month of march, i reflect on the space we have traversed during this intense turning with two eclipses and supermoons, equinox and moving into the space of fall or spring, so much light pouring in and divine love rising exponentially in the space between us…
i re-member this month is celebrated as International Women’s Month and i’d like to close this moon of the lion and the lamb with some essential spirit signposts for pilgrims as we pioneer onward…
- A desire to explore new places, avenues, and opportunities
- A vision of something better
- An ingenuity to try new ideas, inventions, innovations, or enterprises
- A readiness to assume personal responsibility
- A commitment to community, family, a sense of place
- A determination and the courage to never give up
- A sense of independence while realizing our interdependency
blessing the space between us, the journey into our one heart…
Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 3 – Day 105 – 3/30/2016
every step carries me deeper into impermanence
swirling and whirling in the cloud of unknowing
where things come and go in the rhythm of waves
and when the tide ebbs and darkness rolls in,
re-member, the tide will rise and bring spring back again…
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looking in the mirror today, a child appears who, in this moment, has lost his way… sitting silently with him in the center of the wheel, i feel his pain… it is, oh, so real… do not run or fall asleep… in this moment, there’s a promise to keep – be present in the confusion and profound emptiness, sherpa for grieving child in this dark night of stillness, compassionate witness to his heart of stone, water flowing over him softens the tone, impeded stream begins to sing as the bells of our one heart resonantly ring…
namaste
Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 3 – Day 104 – 3/29/2016
i planned on writing tonight on the divine feminine and i suppose i’m doing just that when talking about being led through a dark valley on a unknown journey and impeded streams that sing…
It may be that when we no longer know what to do
we have come to our real work,
and that when we no longer know which way to go
we have come to our real journey.
The mind that is not baffled is not employed.
The impeded stream is the one that sings.
~ Wendell Berry ~








