Aloha Astonishing Light of Being Day! For a little more than three years now, beginning back on August 14 2016, i’ve been posting weekly segments on the astonishing light of being… even though i’ve followed doctor’s orders and spent another day in the dark to help my eyes, i can still feel the abundance of light pouring in today and so enjoy the presence of so many angels of light calling for an honoring of divine light consciousness… a quest-ion i’m asking everyone is, are you noticing even when your eyes are totally shut and you are in darkness, you are still feeling so much light? it’s as if our eyelid veils are lifting and light is everywhere… let’s turn now to a favorite poem on how to paint this light, how to be a shining being of luminosity…
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I asked a hundred painters and a hundred poets
how to paint sunlight
on the face of life
Their answers were ambiguous and ingenuous
as if they were all guarding trade secrets
Whereas it seems to me
all you have to do
is conceive of the whole world
and all humanity
as a kind of art work
a site-specific art work
an art project of the god of light
the whole earth and all that’s in it
to be painted with lightAnd the first thing you have to do
is paint out postmodern painting
And the next thing is to paint yourself
in your true colors
in primary colors
as you see them
(without whitewash)
paint yourself as you see yourself
without make-up
without masks
Then paint your favorite people and animals
with your brush loaded with light
And be sure you get the perspective right
and don’t fake it
because one false line leads to anotherAnd then paint the high hills
when the sun first strikes them
on an autumn morning
with your palette knife
lay it on
the cadmium yellow leaves
the ochre leaves
the vermillion leaves
of the New England autumn
and paint the ghost light of summer nights
and the light of the midnight sun
which is moon light
And don’t paint out the shadows made by lightfor without chiaroscuro you’ll have shallow pictures
So paint all the dark corners too
everywhere in the world
all the hidden places and minds and hearts
which light never reaches
all the caves of ignorance and fear
the pits of despair
the sloughs of despond
and write plain upon them
“Abandon all despair, ye who enter here”And don’t forget to paint
all those who lived their lives
as bearers of light
Paint their eyes
and the eyes of every animal
and the eyes of beautiful women
known best for the perfection of their breasts
and the eyes of men and women
known only for the light of their minds
Paint the light of their eyes
the light of sunlit laughter
the song of eyes
the song of birds in flight.And remember that the light is within
if it is anywhere
and you must paint from the inside
Start with purity
with pure white
the pure white of gesso
the pure white of cadmium white
the pure white of flake white
the pure virgin canvas
the pure life we all begin withTurner painted sunlight
with egg tempera
(which proved unstable)
and Van Gogh did it with madness
and the blood of his ear
(also unstable)
and the Impressionists did it
by never using black
And the Abstract Expressionists did it
with white house paint
But you can do it with the pure pigment
(if you can figure out the formula)
of your own true light
But before you strike the first blow
on the virgin canvas
remember its fragility
life’s extreme fragility
and remember its innocence
its original innocence
before you strike the first blowOr perhaps never strike it
And let the light come through
the inner light of the canvas
the inner light of the models posed
in the life study
the inner light of everyone
Let is all come through
like a pentimento
the light that’s been painted over
the life that’s been painted over
so many times
Let it surge to the surface
the painted-over image
of primal life on earthAnd when you’ve finished your painting
stand back astonished
stand back and observe
the life on earth that you’ve created
the lighted life on earth
that you’ve created
a new brave world~ Lawrence Ferlinghetti ~
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thanks be to great mystery for filling the air we breathe with luminous love…
Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 6 – Day 251 – 8/24/2019
we offer great thanks to our mother the earth, our father the sky, sister moon, brother sun and to all our relations for our earth walk, the way of the heart…
as we (s)age into grace we return to where we began… the garden of eden, heaven on earth and we see everything as if for the first time… this present moment, this ordinary moment, this extraordinary moment all one in the same…
when we rest fully in this moment, dwelling in the consciousness of the divine, we embody awe, awakened wonderfilled energy, and radiant light fills our being shining everywhere…
now, we are home, we have arrived…
Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 6 – Day 250 – 8/23/2019
dear co-hearts of our one heart,
an angel transported me to the temple on the hill today where a priestess looked into my eye and offered healing balm and encouragement for the path ahead, and i am so grateful for the messages coming through in such a way that i could hear them and that this loving field is so overflowing with lovingkindness, yes, we can get through anything as we breathe together… gratefully, i share this heartfelt message fra angelico said to his co-hearts half a millennium ago, it expresses what i want to say today and everyday…
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“I salute you. I am your friend, and my love for you goes deep.
There is nothing I can give you which you have not already, but there is much, very much, which though I cannot give it, you can take.
No heaven can come to us unless our hearts find rest in today.
Take heaven.
No peace lies in the future which is not hidden in this precious little instant.
Take peace.
The gloom of the world is but a shadow. Behind it, yet within our reach is joy. There is radiance and courage in the darkness could we but see; and to see, we have only to look.
Life is so generous a giver, but we, judging its gifts by their coverings, cast them away as ugly or heavy or hard. Remove the covering, and you will find beneath it a living splendor, woven of love, and wisdom, and power. Welcome it, greet it, and you touch the angel’s hand that brings it.
Everything we call a trial, a sorrow, a duty, believe me, that angel’s hand is there, the gift is there, and the wonder of an overshadowing Presence.
Our joys, too, be not content with them as joys. They, too, conceal diviner gifts.
Life is so full of meaning and purpose, so full of beauty beneath its covering, that you will find earth but cloaks your heaven.
Courage, then, to claim it, that is all! But courage you have, and the knowledge that we are pilgrims wending through unknown country our way home.
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Take Heaven! Take Peace! Take Joy! Take Love! Take Wisdom! Take Courage!
We Are The Eternal Radiance
Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 6 – Day 249 – 8/22/2019
i’m going to keep this short and sweet tonight for just like last night, i’m having trouble seeing in the outer world…
so much to see in the inner world which is where i am destined to be for awhile longer…
it feels like such a part of the great turning we are all experiencing on one level or another with so much falling apart to come back together in a way that works in this moment…
that’s my cue, this moment, to turn off the lights, close my eyes and breathe deeply from the earth mother into every wild cell and out into the vast sky sea whispering thank you…
Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 6 – Day 248 – 8/21/2019
Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 6 – Day 247 – 8/20/2019
for the past 1513 days, i have gathered daily with another in a sacred communion to invoke lovingkindness blessings for all our relatives… each evening we join to offer ourselves, everything we are, to the all that is… we envision the whole cosmos joining us and experiencing our true reality of oneness and numinous love… i love also seeing us joining in this blessing prayed every morning by the Dalai Lama…
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May I be a guard for those who need protection
A guide for those on the path
A boat, a raft, a bridge for those who wish to cross the flood
May I be a lamp in the darkness
A resting place for the weary
A healing medicine for all who are sick
A vase of plenty, a tree of miracles
And for the boundless multitudes of living beings
May I bring sustenance and awakening
Enduring like the earth and sky
Until all beings are freed from sorrow
And all are awakened.
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may we all imagine and may we all be the frequency of peace, love, joy, wisdom, harmony, justice and compassion…
today has been a long day working with a computer guru and my toasted computer trying to retrieve so much of my work over the last decade but seems to be irretrievable… thank you so much for your support and encouragement during this challenging and gifting time – i love knowing we are always connected whether electronic devices are functional or not…
boundless love always, beloveds
Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 6 – Day 246 – 8/19/2019
I live my life in widening circles
that reach out across the world.
I may never complete this last one,
but I give myself to it.
I circle around God, that primordial tower.
I’ve been circling for thousands of years
and I still don’t know: am I a falcon,
a storm, or a great song?
~ Rainer Maria Rilke ~
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today, i stand still in the center of the wheel communing with source about immortality which brings peace understanding it is the moment to break free and live in ever widening circles of co-rrelation…
whew! what a very interesting moment we are in as we circle around what is and who we are in ever widening circles demonstrating that we, like the cosmos, are ever expanding and deepening and we have it in us to face into the pain, the suffering, the despair of a world of uncertainty putting love into every action…
yes, today’s the day to stop the world, to stand still in the center and listen to all the messages of the whirling winds…
always return to the breath being still and fully present in this beautiful moment being a mantra of thanksgiving, being a falcon of free flight, being a song of joyous delight, taking this moment, this wild precious moment to love boundlessly…
Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 6 – Day 245 – 8/18/2019
ah, today is astonishing light of being day and it’s almost a year to the day that a pilgrim of amazing grace joined the celestial choir so it seems a perfect time to honor our songstress of soul…
the songbird known as the queen of soul, the first woman inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, child musical prodigy, civil rights activist, touchstone of the times calling us, singing us into the core of being where love, beauty and truth abide, this extraordinary/ordinary being now circles around the cosmos singing us home to our one heart…
more than ever, we need the truth and power of her soul song… may we be inspired to walk the talk, to dance the soul song, Aretha so beautifully emanated…
i can’t re-member a time without her voice echoing in the background, thankfully, her voice echoes eternally…
godspeed…
Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 6 – Day 244 – 8/17/2019
“Hatred paralyzes life; love releases it. Hatred confuses life; love harmonizes it. Hatred darkens life; love illuminates it.”
~ Martin Luther King, Jr ~
today in portalandia, we’re having a protest of standing for love and a counter protest in contradiction and still i’m in a quintessential celebration of the luminosity of love and feeling such gratitude for these last eight days, an infinity of being unplugged, what a gift to have the space to journey within into the dream cave without distraction of outer stimulation…
in the midst of a world unraveling may we dance in the dark in the rhythm of unknowing, stilling, dwelling in the river below the river, the underground wellspring of love…
re-member all you truly love… re-member… re-member… close your eyes as the waves of love rise and breathe it in deeply into every wild cell… in this moment, this beautiful moment luxuriate in being love, our birth rite, our true nature…
always being love, always becoming love…
Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 6 – Day 243 – 8/16/2019
on awakening, i re-member a dream of being in a field where the Beloved Communion dwells and hearing that our mission is to sing… as on so many awakenings, a melody sings me as i luxuriate in this liminal space with one sole in dreamtime and the other in awaketime…
are you hearing beloved singing you? listen a little deeper for the cosmic hum as you suspend noise and distraction in this moment, this beautiful moment… are you hearing the whispers of the ancestors flowing through our oceanic body? ah yes, let’s pause here in the stillpoint and align with the rhythm of our one heart…
may earth’s song reach into our deepest and wildest sacred spaces… may we hear the melodic voices of all our relations: stones, stars, streams, breezes, sand, sun, ocean, currents, plants, starfish, seas, planets, creatures, rivers, and winds… may our inhalations inspire re-joy-sing and our exhalations re-sound and re-verberate loingkindness and harmony throughout the watery womb of our one heart…
sing, sing, wherever you are, a song of compassion blessing pachamama, the spirit of land, the spirit of life, the one spirit encircling all in the great web of life intricately interconnecting all our relatives as one body with trillions and trillions of cells resonating as one vast field of love…









