welcome, welcome to day 54 of a season of peace, to the third day of loving presence re-treat, a day of savoring the quintessence, the essence of essence… love, sweet love and to the day each week we honor the astonishing light of our being…
on this first year anniversary of the historic and epic March for Our Lives and the nine days anniversary of both the monumental Climate Change Rally and the New Zealand massacre at a time when we are called collectively to both midwife the dark night of the soul, the metaphorical descent down the narrow gate of the birth canal, and the rebirth of heart consciousness, it feels the moment to celebrate our standing in love for love…
we belong to each other… there is only one of us here with each cell of the one body woven together in a design so perfect, a peace beyond our human understanding leading us to the critical question of how we serve the good of the whole for all our relatives…
thanks be for leaders like New Zealand Prime Minister Jacinda Ardern, at 38 the youngest female head of state, who said in response to the horrific tragedy in her country: “Many of those who will have been directly affected by this shooting may be migrants to New Zealand, they may even be refugees here. They have chosen to make New Zealand their home, and it is their home. They are us… We are a nation of 200 ethnicities, 160 languages…We open our doors to others and say, ‘Welcome’… We wish for every member of our communities to also feel safe. Safety means being free from the fear of violence. But it also means being free from the fear of those sentiments of racism and hate that create a place where violence can flourish. And every single one of us has the power to change that.”
may peace be upon all of us, shanti shanti shantihi…
Category Archives: Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage
Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 6 – Day 97 – 3/23/2019
welcome, welcome to day 53 of a season of peace and to the second day of loving presence re-treat, a day of savoring the quintessence, the essence of essence… love, sweet love… as i float in the spaciousness of the stillpoint, i re-member a poem that it is said that Charlie Chaplin read on his seventieth birthday in 1959, many years later Kim McKillen wrote a book with these words… whether the words are only Kim’s or both of theirs and many other people’s, the poem is so beautiful, so filled with wisdom and exactly the right medicine to sing my heat home dancing along the rainbow trail…
As I Began to Love Myself
As I began to love myself I found that anguish and emotional suffering are only warning signs that I was living against my own truth. Today, I know, this is “AUTHENTICITY”.
As I began to love myself I understood how much it can offend somebody if I try to force my desires on this person, even though I knew the time was not right and the person was not ready for it, and even though this person was me. Today I call it “RESPECT”.
As I began to love myself I stopped craving for a different life, and I could see that everything that surrounded me was inviting me to grow. Today I call it “MATURITY”.
As I began to love myself I understood that at any circumstance, I am in the right place at the right time, and everything happens at the exactly right moment. So I could be calm. Today I call it “SELF-CONFIDENCE”.
As I began to love myself I quit stealing my own time, and I stopped designing huge projects for the future. Today, I only do what brings me joy and happiness, things I love to do and that make my heart cheer, and I do them in my own way and in my own rhythm. Today I call it “SIMPLICITY”.
As I began to love myself I freed myself of anything that is no good for my health – food, people, things, situations, and everything that drew me down and away from myself. At first I called this attitude a healthy egoism. Today I know it is “LOVE OF ONESELF”.
As I began to love myself I quit trying to always be right, and ever since I was wrong less of the time. Today I discovered that is “MODESTY”.
As I began to love myself I refused to go on living in the past and worrying about the future. Now, I only live for the moment, where everything is happening. Today I live each day, day by day, and I call it “FULFILLMENT”.
As I began to love myself I recognized that my mind can disturb me and it can make me sick. But as I connected it to my heart, my mind became a valuable ally. Today I call this connection “WISDOM OF THE HEART”.
We no longer need to fear arguments, confrontations or any kind of problems with ourselves or others. Even stars collide, and out of their crashing new worlds are born. Today I know “THAT IS LIFE”!
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may we real-eyes as we come home, we are always being led…
Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 6 – Day 96 – 3/22/2019
welcome, welcome to day 52 of a season of peace which synchronisticly falls on world water day and even more synchronisticly, the day source calls me to re-treat into the stillpoint of creation and swim in the timeless zone’s waters of life womb… as i take a break in the 11th hour to leap out of the deep waters, let’s take this moment, this breath to celebrate water…
UN World Water Day on March 22 is a part of a worldwide mission to ensure everyone has access to safe drinking water. Right now, many of the world’s poorest do not have access to one of our most valuable natural resources.
In many areas around the world taps, pipes and wells simply don’t exist and if they do they’re not affordable for many people. It means drinking dirty water is the only option with dirty water being responsible for hundreds of thousands of deaths each year.
We, like all other bodies of water, can change course and follow a sustainable direction by first believing we can and next acting on the belief with action by loving our waters for they are our mother, our ancestors and are the web weaving all our relatives into an amazing tapestry. We have a duty of care to protect and nurture our grandmothers and grandfathers and mothers and fathers who give us life.
May we all envision and answer the urgent call to action for a world where everyone drinks safe water instead of the present figure of only.01% is potable. Here’s a first step whenever using this sacred elixir…
Prayer When Drinking Water
As I receive this water and it flows through me,
May it become medicine dispelling all ills,
May it become medicine revealing the wisdom within and through out.
I offer apology for any harm done through wrong speech & actionAs this water flows through me and becomes vapor,
May it purify the atmosphere
May it nourish the wisdom potential in the people
I offer apology for any harm done through wrong speech & actionAs this water flows through me, and returns to the water table
May it remove the impurities of chemicals placed within the water
May the water be made new again
May this water become medicine for all beings in this and all worlds~ Venerable Dhyani Ywahoo ~
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We Are The Eternal Radiance
Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 6 – Day 95 – 3/21/2019
welcome, welcome to day 51 of a season of peace and to the eve of World water day…. although tomorrow we celebrate day of honoring and blessing water, everyday is truly a blessing water day, water is the innernet connecting us all, the more blessings of peace, love and harmony we pour into water, the more peaceful, loving and harmonious life is… thousandfold thanks for our joining hands across the cosmos in sacred honoring… thousandfold thanks, water, for giving us life and blessing our earth walks… standing before you, we re-member we are water, we are the ocean in a drop… may our one heart be purified more than ever before for the benefit of all as we drink you into our being and as water reciprocates in the next breath by blessing us and generously bestowing pure water spirits throughout the web of life… water is a mirror for us as well as perfectly mirroring us… water responds in perfect harmony to the messages we send; the more beautiful our transmission, the more beautifully water creates all that is..
In Praise of Water
Let us bless the grace of water:
The imagination of the primeval ocean
Where the first forms of life stirred
And emerged to dress the vacant earth
With warm quilts of color.The well whose liquid root worked
Through the long night of clay,
Trusting ahead of itself openings
That would yet yield to its yearning
Until at last it arises in the desire of light
To discover the pure quiver of itself
Flowing crystal clear and free
Through delighted emptiness.The courage of a river to continue belief
In the slow fall of ground,
Always falling farther
Toward the unseen ocean.The river does what words would love,
Keeping its appearance
By insisting on disappearance;
Its only life surrendered
To the event of pilgrimage,
Carrying the origin to the end.Seldom pushing or straining,
Keeping itself to itself
Everywhere all along its flow…Let us bless the humility of water,
Always willing to take the shape
Of whatever otherness holds it,The buoyancy of water
Stronger than the deadening,
Downward drag of gravity,
The innocence of water,
Flowing forth, without thought
Of what awaits it,
The refreshment of water,
Dissolving the crystals of thirst.Water: voice of grief,
Cry of love,
In the flowing tear.Water: vehicle and idiom
Of all the inner voyaging
That keeps us alive.Blessed be water,
Our first mother.we are all rainclouds…
mni wiconi
water is life
blessed be!
Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 6 – Day 94 – 3/20/2019
welcome, welcome to day 50 of a season of peace, a day of cosmic harmony, how i love this day of sacred pause, this profound portal of equinox amplified with the super full moon of libra the moon of balance, of venusian love… are you feeling the serpentine energies rising from the earth to marry the soular rays flowing down from the skies activating the creation of the cosmic egg as the sun moves into aries and the new astrological year?
awakening today with a smile, i re-member awakening the same way a quintessence of years ago and a quaternity of years ago , i received the dream of going into the wasteland to annoint with holy water which led to a pilgrimage to gather holy water from the heart chakra of the planet and today i see that once again i’ll shortly be embarking on a pilgrimage, virtual this time to be followed a quintessence of moons later with a walking pilgrimage of peace along the camino of St Francis…
so much to breathe in this moment and breathe out with a deep sigh of ah, of awe… yes! the whole world is in balance today as we celebrate the festival of the sun, the day we all receive the same amount of sun externally and internally… on this day of the earth’s poles being in balance and light piercing through both hemispheres, we are able to see through dimensional veils… seeing the world through eyes of balance, she sings a song of harmony on this first day of the new astrological turn around the sun…
yes! i love this day of balance, such happiness flows like a bubbling brook which reminds me that in addition to being equinox, today is also the International Day of Happiness as decreed by the United Nations… and, it’s the first day of fall for southern hemisphereians and spring for those in the north…
may we be filled with the energies of balance and harmony radiating from this libra super full moon on this high holy day of equinox, of sacred pause with every breath being a blessingway, a blessingway of deepening balance, a flowing with the waters of life in harmony revealing every moment as sacred in our cosmic heart of love…
Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 6 – Day 93 – 3/19/2019
Let there be Peace
Let there be Peace of Mind
Let there be Peace with Mankind
Let there be Peace of the States
Let the World dwell within the Force of Peace~
welcome, welcome to day 49 of a season of peace, the eve of the equinox and super full moon in libra, a day when i find myself chanting let there be peace and ho’opono pono while breathing in I Am Grace of Beloved and generating loving presence …
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listening to motherwaters’ song seeding fields of love the whole day long,
Oya weaves spiraling webs of light
while whirling, swirling winds cut through rainbow mists
spirits dance wildly in the underground
swimming braided waters of uncharted earthscape
rhythmically returning to original source,
in cosmic womb where we re-member…
birthing, surrendering to transforming whirlwind
breathing, re-birthing harmony again
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may every breath be a blessingway, a blessingway of deepening balance, a flowing with the waters of life in harmony revealing every moment as sacred…
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namaste’
Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 6 – Day 92 – 3/18/2019
welcome, welcome to day 48 of a season of peace and to a foreshadowing of/illuminating the day after tomorrow (march 20) when we celebrate equinox as a festival of the sun, a day to honor the balancing of the sun within oneself… let us share the experience of the inner sun of spirit so beautifully illuminated by this lovely sunlit eye and this poem of Lawrence Ferlinghetti…
Instructions to Painters & Poets
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 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 flightAnd remember that the light is within
if it is anywhere
and you must paint from the inside~
may we be sunlit laughter…
Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 6 – Day 91 – 3/17/2019
welcome, welcome to day 47 of a season of peace and to our weekly installment of the astonishing light of being peace…
yesterday, indomitable peace activist and astonishing light of being peace, Frances Crowe turned 100 and her beloved community joins with her in celebrating her radical soul… a legend in the Pioneer Valley of western Massachusetts, she was honored in her beloved community with 100 signs for 100 years… what a legacy, the changing of so many lives in her devotion to peace…
What can one being do to further peace? Listen to what a couple of friends say about Frances…
“Frances Crowe called me in the early ‘80s to ask if I would produce “Handy Dandy,” a play by William Gibson at a theater company I was managing in Northampton. The two-character play tells of the complex exchange — about conscience and the law — between a nun who is arrested for protesting a nuclear power plant in Cambridge and the judge she comes before. Of course, Frances related to the play since she had been — even then — arrested innumerable times. When asked how many times, she said, “Not enough.” I agreed to produce the play, and that’s how our work together began.
In the almost 40 years I’ve known Frances, these are things I think are true: she does not suffer fools gladly and she can spot hypocrisy from miles away; she is unrelenting (persistent is an understatement); she sees what it will take others years (maybe even decades) to see; she thinks of everything she can do and then she does it. A very partial list includes showing thousands of films, handing out probably millions of leaflets and petitions, committing acts of civil disobedience and being willing to suffer the consequences; using social media like Democracy Now! before there was social media; organizing thousands of protests, public events like the first Martin Luther King, Jr. Day celebrations and the Hiroshima and Nagasaki commemorations and more. Finally, she enlists everyone she can think of to help carry out the work.”
~Lois Ahrens~
“Working with Frances, I find that she lives exactly how she believes — leaving a small footprint and living simply so that others may simply live… Daily, I get a hands-on lesson in just how she does it…”
~Carolyn Oates~
“I met Frances Crowe on the street in Northampton before the Iraq war. She gave me that broad smile and probably a flyer. My husband, Bill, and I fell under her spell because what Frances was saying then and what she’s saying now makes sense. It’s pretty simple stuff: stop war and weapons sales; save the children — ours and theirs — from senseless suffering and death.
Bill and I had young children. Imagining planes dropping bombs on other people’s children spurred us into action. We found ourselves on the weekly vigil line, making posters, marching and traveling to protests. Frances affirmed something in me. Seeing how she made her life’s vocation the ending of war changed me. As an artist, my sculptures tended to chronicle my family and friends, but I found myself turning to art with a mission.
I’ve made a number of sculptures and drawings of Frances. She isn’t easy to capture — so much humor and passion rolled into one. One of my pieces celebrates the weekly vigil organized by the Northampton Committee to Lift the Sanctions on Iraq. I sculpted the many individuals who stood on the line, with Frances out in front, speaking to two soldiers. To Frances, everyone is worth attention, deserves respect and is worth convincing.
Frances’ passion simply washes away other concerns. She’s not bothered or constrained by her physical size, her sex or her age. Sometimes I think our instinct is to minimize these things, along with race, social class and stridency, in order to fit in. This may very well keep us from our most forceful action. But Frances uses every part of herself to advance her cause. And this is some of what it takes to make a good piece of expressionist art. A recognition that our voice and our message is more important … well, than anything. It’s nearly an act of faith that in getting the message into the world our shortcomings will actually be transformed into assets.
How is it that Frances’ welcoming, challenging message has sunk so deeply into our psyches? Every day I think we borrow a piece of her courage and conviction, the conviction that there can be a better place and a better way. For now, it may only be a place held in the mind’s eye, yet it feels real, this place of No War.”
~Harriett Diamond~
Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 6 – Day 90 – 3/16/2019
welcome, welcome to day 46 of a season of peace and the seventh day of embracing the creeping crud as we dance to the last songs of winter soulstice in this sacred space of sojourning in the desert of the heart, a journey that is quite the purification, the clean-sing in the last hours before equinox and the full moon…
as much as i am loving this baring of everything and living in an in between times consciousness, i want to get a jump on the celebrating to come…
tomorrow, when we celebrate the wild, poetically enchanting, magical Ireland, who better to hear an echo from her than her late great native son, John O’Donahue…
A Celebration Blessing
Now is the time
to free the heart,
Let all intentions and worries stop,
Free the joy inside the self,
Awaken to the wonder
of your life.Open your eyes and see the friends
Whose hearts recognize your face as kin,
Those whose kindness watchful and near,
Encourages you to live everything here.See the gifts the years have given,
Things your effort could never earn,
The health to enjoy who you want to be
And the mind to mirror mystery.~
ah yes, brother john, i’ll have a gracious plenty of that and will engage compassion to lead my actions, my words and my life…
Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 6 – Day 89 – 3/15/2019
welcome, welcome to day forty- five of a season of peace falling on the potent ides of march, a day when we are asked to follow the ancient admonition to beware, to be aware of this day…
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may our heart stay loving and open especially when we feel hurt and frayed…
may we open to always including others in love’s vast embrace…
may our heart remain pure and kind amid the painful details and muck of life…
may virtue and serenity be bedrock for all…
may our brokenheartedness break open our heart ever wider and deeper bringing forth ever more expansive love and compassion…
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there are so many images i could share for this potent day when collectively our hearts are broken by the tragedy in New Zealand and renewed by the children of the earth who once again rise across the planet to say…
ENOUGH!
this picture is from a year and a day ago when students across the planet organized a day of compassion for the one month anniversary of the massacre at Marjory Stoneman Douglas High School in Parkland Florida and it seems so perfect for toaday’s doule honoring of the lives lost in another massacre and students rising again to say…
ENOUGH!
these words from years ago remain a wonderful call to action…
“Be a nuisance when it counts. Do your part to inform and stimulate the public to join your action. Be depressed, discouraged, & disappointed at failure & the disheartening effects of ignorance, greed, corruption & bad politics — but never give up.”
~ Marjory Stoneman Douglas ~
and now, may we all be heartened and inspired into action by the words of the young woman whose weekly solitary protests grew and grew into this day of students across the globe from 112 countries and counting joined her in walking out and saying…
“I want you to act as if our house is on fire. Because it is.”
yes, a single Swedish schoolgirl with Asperger’s determined to take on the planet’s blind billionaires and leaders everywhere urged her peers to face the disaster that’s an increasingly obvious part of all our lives and that their parents have generally been remarkably unable to face… she was and is striking for the right to a future…
within months, thousands and then tens of thousands of high-school students across Europe, Australia and Japan, among other places, joined Greta Thunberg, a 15 years old with a mind of her own and a sign demanding a school strike against climate change, in her walking out for “Fridays for Future” protests…
bringing us back to today’s millions of students saying…
ENOUGH!









