sometimes,we intend on going somewhere and then something takes you somewhere else… this describes my days of late… i intend on waking up wrapped in original blessin, instead, i awaken wrapped in a pervasive sadness, a grief that feels like it belongs to us all… today’s emerge and see was hp crashing and losing so much… a moment of despair and grief flew in followed many moments later by a wildpeace and gratitude for a day of presence unencumbered with a device, a day to reflect on the soul and the messiness of birthing and re-birthing as we collectively journey down the birth canal…
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When despair grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting for their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.
~ Wendell Berry ~~
may we all rest in grace and feel free…
namaste’
Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 6 – Day 171 – 6/5/2019
today is the 51st anniversary of the shooting of Robert F Kennedy, a man who suffered deeply following the assassination of his brother, a man who faced darkness, who tamed the savage forces and transmuted them into a widening circle of compassion…
a mere two months earlier, the world was shaken by the murder of Martin Luther King… on this day of re-membering Bobby and the promise of rebirth he embodies, let us turn to his words of wise leadership in a moment of volcanic eruption to help with grief…
I have bad news for you, for all of our fellow citizens, and people who love peace all over the world, and that is that Martin Luther King was shot and killed tonight.
Martin Luther King dedicated his life to love and to justice for his fellow human beings, and he died because of that effort.
In this difficult day, in this difficult time for the United States, it is perhaps well to ask what kind of a nation we are and what direction we want to move in. For those of you who are black–considering the evidence there evidently is that there were white people who were responsible–you can be filled with bitterness, with hatred, and a desire for revenge. We can move in that direction as a country, in great polarization–black people amongst black, white people amongst white, filled with hatred toward one another.
Or we can make an effort, as Martin Luther King did, to understand and to comprehend, and to replace that violence, that stain of bloodshed that has spread across our land, with an effort to understand with compassion and love.
For those of you who are black and are tempted to be filled with hatred and distrust at the injustice of such an act, against all white people, I can only say that I feel in my own heart the same kind of feeling. I had a member of my family killed, but he was killed by a white man. But we have to make an effort in the United States, we have to make an effort to understand, to go beyond these rather difficult times.
My favorite poet was Aeschylus. He wrote: “In our sleep, pain which cannot forget falls drop by drop upon the heart until, in our own despair, against our will, comes wisdom through the awful grace of God.”
What we need in the United States is not division; what we need in the United States is not hatred; what we need in the United States is not violence or lawlessness; but love and wisdom, and compassion toward one another, and a feeling of justice toward those who still suffer within our country, whether they be white or they be black.
So I shall ask you tonight to return home, to say a prayer for the family of Martin Luther King, that’s true, but more importantly to say a prayer for our own country, which all of us love–a prayer for understanding and that compassion of which I spoke.
We can do well in this country. We will have difficult times; we’ve had difficult times in the past; we will have difficult times in the future. It is not the end of violence; it is not the end of lawlessness; it is not the end of disorder.
But the vast majority of white people and the vast majority of black people in this country want to live together, want to improve the quality of our life, and want justice for all human beings who abide in our land.
Let us dedicate ourselves to what the Greeks wrote so many years ago: to tame the savageness of man and make gentle the life of this world.
Let us dedicate ourselves to that, and say a prayer for our country and for our people.
may we dedicate ourselves to peace…
Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 6 – Day 170 – 6/4/2019
know who you are
a mirror reflecting divinity
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in these quickening times, i am so greatful for everyone’s holding the space of light, love, compassion and generosity… today, under the new moon on the 100th anniversary of women getting the right to vote in the usa, i roar a thousand thousandfold thanks for your being the light and anchoring it in every cell of the cosmos… and now from John O’Donohue, a blessing to help in those moments of weariness, loneliness, overwhelm and anxiety when we are not feeling the astonishing light waveness of being…
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When the rhythm of the heart becomes hectic,
Time takes on the strain until it breaks;
Then all the unattended stress falls in
On the mind like an endless, increasing weight,The light in the mind becomes dim.
Things you could take in your stride before
Now become laborsome events of will.Weariness invades your spirit.
Gravity begins falling inside you,
Dragging down every bone.The tide you never valued has gone out.
And you are marooned on unsure ground.
Something within you has closed down;
And you cannot push yourself back to life.You have been forced to enter empty time.
The desire that drove you has relinquished.
There is nothing else to do now but rest
And patiently learn to receive the self
You have forsaken for the race of days.At first your thinking will darken
And sadness take over like listless weather.
The flow of unwept tears will frighten you.You have traveled too fast over false ground;
Now your soul has come to take you back.Take refuge in your senses, open up
To all the small miracles you rushed through.Become inclined to watch the way of rain
When it falls slow and free.Imitate the habit of twilight,
Taking time to open the well of color
That fostered the brightness of day.Draw alongside the silence of stone
Until its calmness can claim you.
Be excessively gentle with yourself.Stay clear of those vexed in spirit.
Learn to linger around someone of ease
Who feels they have all the time in the world.Gradually, you will return to yourself,
Having learned a new respect for your heart
And the joy that dwells far within slow time.~
Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 6 – Day 169 – 6/3/2019
today we draw down the energy of the dark moon beckoning us to journey within…
connecting the heart and throat with energy flowing freely allowing us to speak our truth… with heart and throat connected, communication is our gift… may we be open to listen, open to speak, open to connecting with the truth… may we be ready to see, ready to own our path, ready to love… blessed be…
beautiful intentions for this new moon in gemini, the sixth moon of the thirteen moons known as the earth regeneration moon where set intentions for this moment, every moment, this day, this moon…
as we relax into the stillpoint by deeply breathing through our one heart way down into the belly, the earth of our being, we contemplate what is it we value deeply and wish for all our relations throughout the cosmos… especially if no specific answers arise, trust the answers are unfolding in perfect rhythm…
now, let’s set another intention, a commitment, a tone using the four immeasurables prayer:
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May all beings attain happiness and its causes.
May all beings be free from suffering and its causes.
May all beings never be separated from joy that is free of misery.
May all beings abide in equanimity, free from bias, attachment, and aversion.
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blessed be…
Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 6 – Day 168 – 6/2/2019
sauntering in an awakened way today back to the garden feeling in every wild cell we are stardust and golden tuned into cosmic hum and attuning to soul song – such a lovely frequency this sounding/resounding of birdsong inspiring the courage to show up wholeheartedly for the path with heart, to sing the soul song, in this moment of celebrating our astonishing light beingness…
being rippling circles of love is a dance of grace where we are joined by beautiful souls also choosing to walk in this sacred way – how i love being in this moment with you…
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thousandfold thanks for blessing this day with gifts, lessons, loving awareness and friends…
may our energy flow be a blessing to all co-hearts on the path…
may we be centered and open facing each moment with lovingkindness and compassion…
may we honor and reverence this moment, this life…
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i’re-member that this day in the cycles of life is jelling the real-eye-sing in a deeper way the interconnection of all that is as well as the day, two years ago, that the usa pulled out of the paris accords… behind tears is still the seed of hope that this disastrous decision pulls us together into meaningful contemplation, dialogue and action… under the tears always, is the river of joy always flowing and watering the earth of our being, our beautiful island home… let me close this day of returning to the garden by breathing in her beauty and breathing out re-joy-sing…
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In Praise of the Earth
Let us bless
The imagination of the Earth.
That knew early the patience
To harness the mind of time,
Waited for the seas to warm,
Ready to welcome the emergence
Of things dreaming of voyaging
Among the stillness of land.And how light knew to nurse
The growth until the face of the Earth
Brightened beneath a vision of color.When the ages of ice came
And sealed the Earth inside
An endless coma of cold,
The heart of the Earth held hope,
Storing fragments of memory,
Ready for the return of the sun.Let us thank the Earth
That offers ground for home
And holds our feet firm
To walk in space open
To infinite galaxies.Let us salute the silence
And certainty of mountains:
Their sublime stillness,
Their dream-filled hearts.The wonder of a garden
Trusting the first warmth of spring
Until its black infinity of cells
Becomes charged with dream;
Then the silent, slow nurture
Of the seed’s self, coaxing it
To trust the act of death.The humility of the Earth
That transfigures all
That has fallen
Of outlived growth.The kindness of the Earth,
Opening to receive
Our worn forms
Into the final stillness.Let us ask forgiveness of the Earth
For all our sins against her:
For our violence and poisonings
Of her beauty.Let us remember within us
The ancient clay,
Holding the memory of seasons,
The passion of the wind,
The fluency of water,
The warmth of fire,
The quiver-touch of the sun
And shadowed sureness of the moon.That we may awaken,
To live to the full
The dream of the Earth
Who chose us to emerge
And incarnate its hidden night
In mind, spirit, and light.~ John O’Donohue ~
Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 6 – Day 167 – 6/1/2019
welcome to jelling in an awakened way on the path of liberation june where we move even more deeply into the sacred space of wholehearted open spaciousness… grounded in and connected to the stillness in the core of being, dynamically present and open to the fluid present moment, to what is, feeling the deep peace and joy of the running wave dissolving us into the atmosphere, rebirthing us, jelling us into the new beginning that’s been unfolding since the beginning…
it’s taking quite a while for this jelling, this coming together in a new way and it feels so right for it to be happening in june, the marrying moon named for Juno who was known as the goddess of love, marriage and childbirth and the new moon will draw down in another few hours…
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Searching for the Dharma
You’ve traveled up ten thousand steps in search of the Dharma.
So many long days in the archives, copying, copying.
The gravity of the Tang and the profundity of the Sung
make heavy baggage.
Here! I’ve picked you a bunch of wildflowers.
Their meaning is the same
but they’re much easier to carry.
~ Xu Yun ~~
yes, here’s to walking each other home lightly, hand in hand with the eyes of a mother greeting her precious newborn wondrously…
Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 6 – Day 166 – 5/31/2019
how fitting that today is world meditation day on this moment of closing the circle on the magical, magnificent, meditative, merry, miraculous, momentous, musical, mysterious moon of mystical may… a month of continuous contemplation, of mindful meditation, of beautiful silence and stillness alive every breath with the birth of dancing stars, of being gentle breeze… flowing waters… sheltering arms… deep roots… rising sun of awakening… setting sun of rainbow colors… breathing in and out like the rhythm of waves, like the waxing and waning luna of dreams…
entering the gate, the doorway to our one heart, letting go into true emptiness, meditating this moment of peace fully, meeting it as our friend, home, belonging space, sat nam, true identity, every breath and step an arrival, deeper and deeper homecoming into great mystery, the quantum field of unity where every vibration flows into the one cosmic hum… we, all relatives, have arrived… we, all relatives, are home…
Call Me by My True Names
Do not say that I’ll depart tomorrow
because even today I still arrive.Look deeply: I arrive in every second
to be a bud on a spring branch,
to be a tiny bird, with wings still fragile,
learning to sing in my new nest,
to be a caterpillar in the heart of a flower,
to be a jewel hiding itself in a stone.I still arrive, in order to laugh and to cry,
in order to fear and to hope.
The rhythm of my heart is the birth and
death of all that are alive.I am the mayfly metamorphosing on the surface of the river,
and I am the bird which, when spring comes, arrives in time
to eat the mayfly.I am the frog swimming happily in the clear pond,
and I am also the grass-snake who, approaching in silence,
feeds itself on the frog.I am the child in Uganda, all skin and bones,
my legs as thin as bamboo sticks,
and I am the arms merchant, selling deadly weapons to
Uganda.I am the twelve-year-old girl, refugee on a small boat,
who throws herself into the ocean after being raped by a sea
pirate,
and I am the pirate, my heart not yet capable of seeing and
loving.I am a member of the politburo, with plenty of power in my
hands,
and I am the man who has to pay his “debt of blood” to, my
people,
dying slowly in a forced labor camp.My joy is like spring, so warm it makes flowers bloom in all
walks of life.
My pain if like a river of tears, so full it fills the four oceans.Please call me by my true names,
so I can hear all my cries and laughs at once,
so I can see that my joy and pain are one.Please call me by my true names,
so I can wake up,
and so the door of my heart can be left open,
the door of compassion.Thich Nhat Hanh
blessing the space between us as we journey deeper into sacred mystery walking each other home, the pilgrimage to our one heart…
Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 6 – Day 165 – 5/30/2019
today everything is about the inward journey and how our purpose as star people on a journey to the earth is to awaken to and re-member who we are…
today as i revel in sauntering along the pathless path, i listen to this intention…
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I am compelled to journey inward, but where is that place? What does inward feel like? When I close my eyes random thoughts rise to greet me.
Emotions dance around like sparks in the night. What am I looking for? What am I listening for? How do I navigate through all the chaos that constantly talks to me? I’m seeking a way through these random thoughts that are here today and gone tomorrow.
I seek discernment. Like developing the sharp eye of a well seasoned jeweler. I want the ability to recognize the rare thought that comes through my inner world that is a messenger of guidance from you. A bearer of truth, a diamond sparkling with divine code. I want to hear and see clearly so that I might easily stay detached from debris that can so rapidly cloud my mind and infect my heart.
Discernment is a powerful grace, Lord. It is one of the great signature powers of the soul. I am asking for that grace and I know it does not come easily. I must use this grace. I must live the power of this grace. I must apply it every day of my life.
~ Caroline Myss ~
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i am reminded that we live in an amazing spiral galaxy of 300 billion stars in a cosmos of 2 trillion galaxies and our galaxy, like ourselves, is ever creating, ever renewing and all of the stars are within us and we are stardust, waves and particles of sound and light compressed and compressed into what looks like matter here on an earth walk to make the quantum leap back into our true nature as dancing stars ever creating, ever renewing…
Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 6 – Day 164 – 5/29/2019
today is the 102nd birthday of the 35th President of the United States… JFK was assassinated during his term in office while serving the causes of peace and nuclear disarmament… to celebrate his memory and legacy, i post some stirring words of his that are taken from a 1961 address to the United Nations and still ring so true today…
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Today, every inhabitant of this planet must contemplate the day when this planet may no longer be habitable. Every man, woman and child lives under a nuclear sword of Damocles, hanging by the slenderest of threads, capable of being cut at any moment by accident or miscalculation or by madness. The weapons of war must be abolished before they abolish us. It is therefore our intention to challenge the Soviet Union, not to an arms race, but to a peace race – to advance together step by step, stage by stage, until general and complete disarmament has been achieved.
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in June of 1963, five months before he was shot, he continued in the same vein in a Commencement Address at American University, where JFK delivered A Strategy for Peace:
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…I have, therefore, chosen this time and this place to discuss a topic on which ignorance too often abounds and the truth is too rarely perceived–yet it is the most important topic on earth: world peace.
What kind of peace do I mean? What kind of peace do we seek? Not a Pax Americana enforced on the world by American weapons of war. Not the peace of the grave or the security of the slave. I am talking about genuine peace, the kind of peace that makes life on earth worth living, the kind that enables men and nations to grow and to hope and to build a better life for their children–not merely peace for Americans but peace for all men and women–not merely peace in our time but peace for all time.
I speak of peace because of the new face of war. Total war makes no sense in an age when great powers can maintain large and relatively invulnerable nuclear forces and refuse to surrender without resort to those forces. It makes no sense in an age when a single nuclear weapon contains almost ten times the explosive force delivered by all of the allied air forces in the Second World War. It makes no sense in an age when the deadly poisons produced by a nuclear exchange would be carried by wind and water and soil and seed to the far corners of the globe and to generations yet unborn.
Today the expenditure of billions of dollars every year on weapons acquired for the purpose of making sure we never need to use them is essential to keeping the peace. But surely the acquisition of such idle stockpiles–which can only destroy and never create–is not the only, much less the most efficient, means of assuring peace.
I speak of peace, therefore, as the necessary rational end of rational men. I realize that the pursuit of peace is not as dramatic as the pursuit of war–and frequently the words of the pursuer fall on deaf ears. But we have no more urgent task.
Some say that it is useless to speak of world peace or world law or world disarmament-and that it will be useless until the leaders of the Soviet Union adopt a more enlightened attitude. I hope they do. I believe we can help them do it. But I also believe that we must reexamine our own attitude–as individuals and as a Nation–for our attitude is as essential as theirs. And every graduate of this school, every thoughtful citizen who despairs of war and wishes to bring peace, should begin by looking inward–by examining his own attitude toward the possibilities of peace, toward the Soviet Union, toward the course of the cold war and toward freedom and peace here at home.
First: Let us examine our attitude toward peace itself. Too many of us think it is impossible. Too many think it unreal. But that is a dangerous, defeatist belief. It leads to the conclusion that war is inevitable–that mankind is doomed–that we are gripped by forces we cannot control.
We need not accept that view. Our problems are manmade–therefore, they can be solved by man. And man can be as big as he wants. No problem of human destiny is beyond human beings. Man’s reason and spirit have often solved the seemingly unsolvable–and we believe they can do it again.
I am not referring to the absolute, infinite concept of universal peace and good will of which some fantasies and fanatics dream. I do not deny the value of hopes and dreams but we merely invite discouragement and incredulity by making that our only and immediate goal.
Let us focus instead on a more practical, more attainable peace–based not on a sudden revolution in human nature but on a gradual evolution in human institutions–on a series of concrete actions and effective agreements which are in the interest of all concerned. There is no single, simple key to this peace–no grand or magic formula to be adopted by one or two powers. Genuine peace must be the product of many nations, the sum of many acts. It must be dynamic, not static, changing to meet the challenge of each new generation. For peace is a process–a way of solving problems.
With such a peace, there will still be quarrels and conflicting interests, as there are within families and nations. World peace, like community peace, does not require that each man love his neighbor–it requires only that they live together in mutual tolerance, submitting their disputes to a just and peaceful settlement. And history teaches us that enmities between nations, as between individuals, do not last forever. However fixed our likes and dislikes may seem, the tide of time and events will often bring surprising changes in the relations between nations and neighbors.
So let us persevere. Peace need not be impracticable, and war need not be inevitable. By defining our goal more clearly, by making it seem more manageable and less remote, we can help all peoples to see it, to draw hope from it, and to move irresistibly toward it…
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yes, let us persevere and move irresistibly toward peace…
Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 6 – Day 163 – 5/28/2019
woo hoo! welcome to 5/28, the miracle solfeggio frequency of flow, a perfect moment to tune into the cosmic hum real-eye-sing we are instruments of peace, love and joy, hollow reeds through which the frequencies of blessing flow…
as another wise sage proclaims…
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“We are earth people on a Spiritual journey to the Stars. Our Quest, our earth walk, is to look within, to know who we are, to see that we are connected to all things, that there is no separation, only in the mind.” ~ ~ Lakota Seer ~
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perhaps you’ll join with me in re-membering our journey to the stars by breathing in deeply through our one heart and down, down, down into the belly… into the stillpoint of creation, the watery womb, stable ground of all being, home to peace passing all understanding, beloved community’s belonging place… injoy this moment, this beautiful moment of blessings arising synchronisticly… flowing through you, flowing through me, flowing from the buoyantsea, the hum of cosmic harmony…









