today is day 111 on the rainbow trail and even with such a magical number, it’s been a bit of a bumpy ride over some rough terrain… thank you for being here with me shining your light, showing the way, your courage is contagious and illuminates the day, love sharing this wild ride with you…
Category Archives: Pilgrimage
Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 3 – Day 110 – 4/4/2016
it’s 4/4 today, such an angelic number and so apropos for appreciating all the angels in my life… thousandfold thanks for being sunshine and lighting up the world!
Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 3 – Day 109 – 4/3/2016
Dance, dance wherever we may be
We are the soul of the dance said she
And we’ll live as one wherever we may be
And we’ll live as one in true harmony
~
Emerge from the sea free to be
dancing rainbow poetry
Every step grounds me in love
thanking the sun, moon and stars above
~
Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 3 – Day 108 – 4/2/2016
thousandfold thanks…
it has long been my knowing that we can make it through anything in concert with another beating heart; you, my friends, prove that every moment…
thank you, thank you, thank you…
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…
The Journey
One day you finally knew
what you had to do, and began,
though the voices around you
kept shouting
their bad advice–
though the whole house
began to tremble
and you felt the old tug
at your ankles.
“Mend my life!”
each voice cried.
But you didn’t stop.
You knew what you had to do,
though the wind pried
with its stiff fingers
at the very foundations,
though their melancholy
was terrible.
It was already late
enough, and a wild night,
and the road full of fallen
branches and stones.
But little by little,
as you left their voices behind,
the stars began to burn
through the sheets of clouds,
and there was a new voice
which you slowly
recognized as your own,
that kept you company
as you strode deeper and deeper
into the world,
determined to do
the only thing you could do–
determined to save
the only life you could save.
Mary Oliver
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…
~
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 ~
Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 3 – Day 103 – 3/28/2016
last year’s easter monday is so alive on this easter monday…
awaken at 4:44 on Easter Monday with everyone of my 70 trillion cells vibrating at the most alive frequency, today we head off for sunrise at stonehenge… arriving in the mists, it looks like our magic bus has pulled into an ET Terminal where we get on a Hogwarts trolley to transport us more of the way… disembarking into pea soup, we walk the last steps to the ancient temple… A proper guard informs us not to touch any of the stone people and one of our sherpas reminds us to find our stone….
as we enter through a holy portal, we are teleported into the great beyond… i walk around the stone people as a labyrinth and drink in the most glorious sunrise ever witnessed as the sun transfigures into rainbow dragonfly weaving a web of luminescent light shimmering more brightly with every breath… if this were my last moment, it would be perfect… to just drink in the sun on this holy ground with our ancestors is pure ecstasy… my cup runneth over and flows into dancing and singing in joyous celebration of all our relations…
as we leave the temple, i begin to feel like Harry Potter with a strange throbbing between my eyes, yes, stonehenge is the gift that keeps on giving as my third eye fully activates and with it, the ability to see through the veils…
ps… this ability to see through the veils with the third eye came in so handy soon after i returned home and a dogstar ripped open my second eye rendering me blind in one way and sighted with a new vision in another way… yes, everything is a blessing of grace when looking through the eyes of love…
Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 3 – Day 102 – 3/27/2016
on this movable feast day of rebirth, hearing of so much suffering, the psalm of death and rebirth, crucifixion and resurrection sings me and breathes me whispering of our dying to what doesn’t serve, what has been corrupted, to open space for innocence to rise again, to see through the fresh eyes of a child, to behold the world as a wilderness of wonder…
this magical mystery tour, this pilgrimage of death and rebirth, of crucifixion and resurrection unfolds with our every breath and leads the way home to life everlasting in our one heart, sacred gathering space for all our relations in the vast and deep ocean of love…
welcome home, children of the light!
may we wake to earth’s energy as our one heart.
may we wake to earth’s ocean as our tears.
may we wake to earth’s wind as our breath.
may we wake to earth’s landscape as our body.
may our one heart open dormant seeds.
may our tears fill rain clouds.
may our breath give flight to migrating birds.
may our body be an island of refuge.
may earth mother depend on our heart for her energy.
may earth mother depend on our tears for her ocean.
may earth mother depend on our breath for her wind.
may earth mother depend on our body for her landscape .
may earth mother open dormant seeds.
may earth mother fill rain clouds.
may earth mother give flight to migrating birds.
may earth mother have islands of refuge.