dreaming in waves’ rhythm in the vast expanse of the deep glassy pacific sea

sun’s luminous mists enshroud this liminal space – the cosmic hum’s silence of eternity…

breathing in, we are home for home is where the heart resides

breathing out, we dance spiraling love, flowing with the tides…

standing with each other, we come together now

in this present moment imagining the visionary how…

how for us all to know the world as blessingway of belonging space

and for us all to feel earth mother’s ever abundant nourishing flowing grace…

grandmother ocean whispers softly, her voice emphatic and clear

love one another, hold this wisdom dear…

today’s pilgrimage is day two of re-TREAT and what a treat to get to spend time with grandmother who washes over me conducting me into her watery depths for some dreamtime of re-membering/membering and re-creating/creating mystory/mystery… iridescence immersion has a nice ring and an even better feel as ocean dances with the sun along with a community of surfers riding the waves of chaos to the shore of creation… on this day when grief is close by, what a special treat to soak in grandmother’s negative ions bringing release to the bleeding heart, the foggy third eye and the grieving womb while living the eternal quest ion – what is wanting to be birthed in the cosm?

as we live the quest-ion, re – member the first time you stretched out your wings and real-eyesed you could fly? surely, you were as excited as this baby orca and felt like dancing in joy around the sun… what a gift to experience our free, wild selves… so, let’s all take in a deep breath drawing it down to our bellies letting go… letting go… letting go into flow with nowhere to go and nothing to do… simply be… floating beauty…. so, let’s all take in another deep breath drawing it down to our bellies and letting it explode out in raucous laughter that lightens and unites the whole universe…

may we return with every breath to the kingdom of joy vowing to live this moment, every moment in joy, the ultimate rebellion for these critical times… thank you for joining me on the caravan of rainbowmaker rebirth, being, living as joyous freespirits….

“The first peace, which is the most important, is that which comes within the souls of people when they realize their relationship, their oneness with the universe and all its powers, and when they realize at the center of the universe dwells the Great Spirit, and that its center is really everywhere, it is within each of us…”

~ Black Elk ~

may we, like our orca sisters, know where the feeding grounds of true nourishment are and how to be with and guide others  during times of heartbreak to solace and deep peace within each of us…

173 years ago on this very day, about 300 people met for two hot days and candlelit evenings in the Wesleyan Chapel in Seneca Falls, New York setting the stage for the women’s suffrage movement… in the first formal women’s rights convention ever held in the United States, 68 women supported by 32 men who signed a separate list “in favor of the movement” declared:

“We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men and women are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain inalienable rights, that among these are life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness; that to secure these rights governments are instituted, deriving their just powers from the consent of the governed.”

although the convention became best known for its demand for women’s right to vote, the Declaration of Sentiments covered a wide agenda and as the first women’s rights convention, Seneca Falls initiated the organized women’s rights movement in the United States…

the pioneers of women’s rights—drawn from Quaker, Congregationalist, and Methodist backgrounds—provided support for the emerging formal women’s rights movement in the 1840s… it was the hurriedly organized Seneca Falls convention, the brainchild of Elizabeth Cady Stanton and Lucretia Mott, that brought national attention to the issue of women’s rights… touching off a major national debate, newspapers across the country picked up the story with press reaction to the convention varying widely… one editor thought it was “a most insane and ludicrous farce” while the Lowell Courier feared women’s equality because “the lords must wash the dishes, scour up, be put to the tub, handle the broom, darn stockings…” some editors, however, praised the meeting with the St. Louis Daily Reveille declaring that “the flag of independence has been hoisted for the second time on this side of the Atlantic…”

in a speech in 1888 before the International Council of Women in Washington, D.C., Frederick Douglass recalls the women at the Seneca Falls convention where he was one of the very few men who attended:

“The women who have thus far carried on this agitation have already embodied and illustrated Theodore Parker’s three grades of human greatness. The first is greatness in executive and administrative ability; second, greatness in the ability to organize; and, thirdly, in the ability to discover truth. Wherever these three elements of power are combined in any movement, there is a reasonable ground to believe in its final success; and these elements of power have been manifest in the women who have had the movement in hand from the beginning. They are seen in the order which has characterized the proceedings of this Council. They are seen in the depth and are seen in the fervid eloquence and downright earnestness with which women advocate their cause. They are seen in the profound attention with which woman is heard in her own behalf. They are seen in the steady growth and onward march of the movement, and they will be seen in the final triumph of woman’s cause, not only in this country, but throughout the world.”

finally, the organizers of the convention were profoundly influenced and inspired by the very powerful women of the Haudenosaunee who to this day have a very powerful role in the running of and leadership in their communities; in large part we owe a great gratitude to these women who taught us and showed us the way…

let’s close our sacred space of ceremony invoking :The Daily Essene Communion For TUESDAY…

THE DEEPENING: The heavens smile and the earth celebrates as the children of light sing the songs of life; and the bodily world of thy Earthly Mother, and the celestial worlds of thy Heavenly Father, give praise to the joyous voices.

MORNING COMMUNION: Angel of JOY I invoke thee. I come before you with the voice of the wind for thy Holy Law is within me. Descend upon this Earth and spread your blessings to ALL living beings. Touch those who walk in darkness so they may see the light, and partake in the Holy Communions, and eat of the fruits of your blessings; And as each morning comes, I shall embrace thee.

MEDITATION: Meditate on the image of a newborn child, seeing the world for the very first time. Experience the newness, be the child.

NOON CONTEMPLATION: Peace with Humanity, Social Peace.
Let thy love be as the Sun which shines on ALL creatures of the earth, and does not favor even one blade of grass for another.

EVENING COMMUNION: Angel of POWER I invoke thee; descend upon my body and help me to direct my thoughts, my actions, my words and my deeds; And as each evening comes, I shall embrace thee.

THE BLESSING: Within me lives the meditating Monk. The builder of the temple. In this season of inner reflection I shall discover the center for I am guided by the light from within.

The Holy Temple can be built only with the ancient Communions. Those which are spoken, those which are thought, and those which are lived. ~Gospel of the Essenes

To make the human heart a temple, the soul an alter, and the mind a priest. These were the missions of Jesus the Nazarene. ~Kahlil Gibran