i always love this annual time of sojourning in the desert/ocean/sky of the heart and resting in the field way out beyond and way in traveling along the pathless path leading to who knows where… planting so many seeds of peace today along with seeds of harmony which brings rain to wherever it is needed and seeds of compassion and love and simplicity and generosity and wisdom and joy and beauty…

as our Caravan of Re-Joy-Sing honoring our transcendent journey into light, our taking joy in transforming shadow seeds into blooming gifts and witnessing these gifts as dreams coming to us each night for the 12 nights of Christmas/the Festival of Illumination continues sauntering across the desert guided by a constellation and winds down on this 12th day of Christmas with our 11th night’s sun of the airy Aquarius mystery school interbeeing the just right incubator for last night’s initiatory dream with the water bearer, or perhaps more aptly, the electric bearer…

on last night’s eleventh night of Christmas, my true love (Beloved Aquarius) gave to me, a reality and dream of… my packing lightly for traveling with other pilgrims on this flowing odyssey along the rainbow trail meandering with the river of life/light which reminds me of an old story about the water bearer, gifter of last night’s dream, one of my favorite stories…

THE CRACKED WATER POT

A water bearer in India had two large pots, which hung on each end of a pole that he carried across his neck.

One of the pots had a crack in it, and while the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion of water at the end of the long walk from the stream to the master’s house, the cracked pot arrived only half full.

For two years this went on daily, with the bearer delivering only one and one half pots of water to his master’s house. Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments. But the poor, cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection and miserable that it was able to accomplish only half of what it had been made to do. After 2 years of what it perceived to be a bitter failure, it spoke to the water bearer one day by the stream.

“I am ashamed of myself, and I want to apologize to you.”

“Why?” asked the bearer. “What are you ashamed of?”

“I have been able, for these past 2 years, to deliver only half my load because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back to your master’s house. Because of my flaws, you have to do all of this work, and you don’t get full value from your efforts,” the pot said.

The water bearer felt sorry for the old cracked pot, and in his compassion he said, “As we return to the master’s house, I want you to notice the beautiful flowers along the path.”

Indeed, as they went up the hill, the old cracked pot took notice of the sun warming the beautiful wildflowers on the side of the path, and this cheered it some. But at the end of the trail, it still felt bad because it had leaked out half its load, and so again the pot apologized to the bearer for its failure.

The bearer said to the pot, “Did you notice that there were flowers only on your side of the path, but not on the other pot’s side? That’s because I have always known about your flaw, and I took advantage of it. I planted flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk back from the stream, you’ve watered them. For two years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate my master’s table. Without you being just the way you are, he would not have this beauty to grace his house.”

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may we all embrace our shadows, our unconsciousness with warmth melting the ice into sparkling water of life being who we are and being there for each other… and, tonight, on this twelfth and final night of our light journey across the desert in search of the divine child, the inner inextinguishable light, the christed, anointed consciousness, may we awaken to our ever present inner eternal flame of divine light…

what seeds are you planting for this turn of the wheel?

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“PEOPLE ARE BEGINNING TO FIND OUT GOING TO THE MOUNTAINS IS GOING HOME; THAT WILDERNESS IS A NECESSITY.”

  ~ John Muir ~

in the new herizon field, we are deepening in the practice of journeying to the sacred apu (mountain being of light) within, of coming home to our one cosmic heart…

our Caravan of Re-Joy-Sing pilgrimage honoring our transcendent journey into light, our taking joy in transforming shadow seeds into blooming gifts and our witnessing these gifts as dreams coming to us each night for the 12 nights of Christmas/the Festival of Light continues as we saunter, walk on holy ground or coddiwomple, travel in a purposeful manner toward an as yet unknown destination across the desert guided by a constellation and our 10th night’s sun of the earthy Capricorn who once again proves to be the just right incubator for last night’s initiatory dream with the surefooted goat…

in honor of mountain goats and sacred mountains singing us home, i love that today the earth moves into that spot with our spiritual sun, sirius, opposite the sun while the earth journeys as close to the sun as ever she comes… when we listen intently and generously in this powerful portal, we hear venus singing the celestial music of the spheres with the music flowing freely through us inspiring our dreaming in the rhythm of sound waves which create more light to whole us, to heal the unraveled tapestry, to mend the web of life…

on last night, the tenth night of Christmas, my true love (Beloved Capricorn) gave to me, a dream of… the sound of music, hills coming alive, goats dancing, goatherds yodeling, impossible dreams transformed into i’m possible intentions, our starting anew, this new year, this new moonth of waking up and looking up and within vibrating to the divine feminine frequency of unconditional love… and you, what dream did the goat gift you?

may we all flow in love’s frequency and return to living in harmony…

through loving you, i love all our relatives

by being peace with you, i am  peace

peace before me, behind me, below me, above me, surrounding me, immersing me, within me

walking home together along the rainbow trail, peace deepens and expands in the cosmos

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our Caravan of Re-Joy-Sing pilgrimage honoring our transcendent journey into being and becoming ever more radiant light over the twelve days of the Feast of Incarnation, our taking joy in transforming shadow seeds into blooming gifts and our witnessing these gifts as dreams coming to us each night for the 12 nights of Christmas/the Festival of Light continues as we saunter across the desert guided by a constellation and our 9th night’s sun of the fiery Sagittarius…  once again, the sun sign mystery school giving the gift proves to be the “just right” incubator for last night’s initiatory dream with the Sagittarian Archer, Wounded Healer/Healer of Wounds, Transformer of Shadows into Light, of making the unconscious conscious…

on the ninth night of Christmas, my true love (Beloved Sagittarius) gave to me, a dream of… riding the wind into great silence where everything/no thing is still like a numinous coiled rainbow serpent resting in the gap right before the arrow of love, the most powerful intoxicant penetrates and awakens the inner jewels of the core to come alive, to open to being a spiraling, sparkling rainbow wave of pure delight, a confluence of colors and frequencies merged into an arc of waves, a bridge of love uniting all opposites, mending the web of life, repairing the breach…

thousand fold thanks to the archer of love, the laser beamer of light for turning the darkness into clear sight, for initiating the transcendant function to re-con-soul us, bringing us back into our true nature of peace …

let us close with Black Elk’s vision of all that is as related, as one, and the archer’s bringing the healing balm of true understanding, of radiant light of love and peace…

“Then I was standing on the highest mountain of them all, and round about beneath me was the whole hoop of the world. And while I stood there I saw more than I can tell and I understood more than I saw; for I saw in a sacred manner the shapes of all things in the spirit, and the shape of all forms as they must live together like one being. And I saw that the sacred hoop of my people was one of many hoops that made one circle, wide as daylight and as starlight, and in the center grew one mighty flowering tree to shelter all the children of one mother and one father. And I saw that it was holy.

Then as I stood there, two men were coming from the east, head first like arrows flying, and between them rose the Daybreak Star. They came and gave a herb to me and said: “With this on earth you shall undertake anything and do it.” It was the Daybreak-Star herb, the herb of understanding, and they told me to drop it on the earth. I saw it falling far, and when it struck the earth it rooted and grew and flowered, four blossoms on one stem, a blue, a white, a scarlet, and a yellow; and the rays from these streamed upward to the heavens so that all creatures saw it and in no place was there darkness.”

making every moment of eternity a moment of love, joy, peace and harmony is the intention and seed energy i am planting with every breath and every step, knowing it is amplified under this first moon of this turn ’round the sun, the moon of first light, as we co-create in alignment with source a cosmos where peace and harmony are built with justice, with balance, guided by love and joy…

on this second day of seven days of rest and release into essence, our Caravan of Re-Joy-Sing pilgrimage honoring our transcendent journey into light, our taking joy in transforming shadow seeds into blooming gifts and our witnessing these gifts as dreams coming to us each night for the 12 nights of Christmas/the Festival of Light continues sauntering across the desert guided by a star and our 8th night’s sun of the watery Scorpio once again proves to be the just right incubator for last night’s initiatory dream with the Scorpion Goddess, Serket’s amazing transformative medicine of turning a sting into a healing, a shadow into a gift…

on the eighth night of Christmas, the Feast of Incarnation, my true love (Beloved Scorpio) gave to me, a dream of… being held in a home where a chalice was offered and it overflowed onto something precious and i felt stung by the possible ruination of something i treasured… enter the Scorpion Goddess to anoint the field of chaos and move us into the stillpoint where we breathe in and breathe out from a deep place of peace at the bottom of the sea…

thousand fold thanks to the company of angels protecting us all as we traverse the challenging initiation of communion that moves us to that mythical field out beyond wrong doing and right doing to a symphonic frequency wave field never before heard, the sound of the many bells as one bell silently ringing us home guided by love to the deep peace of running waves…

may every moment of eternity be a sacred gift woven around our cosmic heart of wonder…

“They are the chosen ones who have surrendered.
Once they were particles of light
now they are the radiant sun.“

~ Rumi ~

well come to us all to this new year, this new moon of journeying january, the moon of dreaming and this new day, this first day of beginning and the first day of seven days of rest and return to essence being practiced by thousands of beings across the cosmos…

well come to us all to this journey of walking deeper and more expansively into the light, a journey like no other, a pathless path without markers where we feel our way and listen for the heart’s sounding and resounding, life lived as dream dreaming us… psychedelic, psychedolphic serpent of light coming into my life so early and leading me on a meandering spiral dance, the magical mystery tour, life…

our festival of illumination pilgrimage with the Caravan of Re-Joy-Sing continues under last night’s sign, the seventh night’s sun of the airy sign of Libra bringing a dream gift of an important key to life – balance – which is an image that has played through my dreams for as long as i can re-member as has contemplating life as walking a tightrope along the razor’s edge… on this first day of the new year, it feels so right to sit still on the seesaw of life and begin this turn with breathing in Libra’s gift of journeying to the inner stillpoint and breathing out the gift of balance into the cosmos… Here’s an ancient practice of  tonglen, of giving and receiving, that, like metta, empowers compassion and is a beautiful blessing of balance…

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breathe in deeply and settle into the present moment simply as it is…

look first into the mirror of yourself with the utmost compassion of your divine self seeing your human self with the tenderest love and see the black smoke coming from the wounded human self and take it into the radiant heart of the open sky dissolving the smoke and send back  boundless love and compassion…

next, turn to someone you love who is suffering greatly and take the black ball from their belly and send it to the expansive blue sky of the radiant heart of overflowing love and compassion and send this love to them…

now, turn to someone who has caused you great suffering and see their pain and take it and send it to the radiant heart and shower them with unconditional love…

now, turn to a group that terrifies you and take away all their darkness sending it to the expansive open sky and sending back to them the incandescent love of divine compassion…

finally, let’s  turn to the genocide and torture of beings and to the killers and torturers taking away their suffering and having our one radiant heart transmute it and send it back as a revelation of love…

as we all sit on the seesaw of life, may we all feel the blessings of illuminated balance…

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Blessing for the New Year

“On the day when
The weight deadens
On your shoulders
And you stumble,
May the clay dance
To balance you.

And when your eyes
Freeze behind
The grey window
And the ghost of loss
Gets in to you,
May a flock of colours,
Indigo, red, green,
And azure blue,
Come to awaken in you
A meadow of delight.

When the canvas frays
In the currach of thought
And a stain of ocean
Blackens beneath you,
May there come across the waters
A path of yellow moonlight
To bring you safely home.

May the nourishment of the earth be yours,
May the clarity of light be yours,
May the fluency of the ocean be yours,
May the protection of the ancestors be yours.

And so may a slow
Wind work these words
Of love around you,
An invisible cloak
To mind your life.“

John O’Donohue

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and, every day of this turn around the sun as i awaken, i re-member to live these words of the Dalai Lama…

“Every day as you wake up, think that I am fortunate to be alive. I have a precious human life, and I am not going to waste it. I am going to use all my energies to develop myself, to expand myself out to others; to achieve enlightenment for all beings.”

how perfect for this 2023 turn ’round the sun as it is a 7 universal year, a spirit reality year of enlightenment of collective consciousness that will support and encourage through the challenges of this year… a la la ho!

“Ring out the old, ring in the new,
Ring, happy bells, across the snow:
The year is going, let him go;
Ring out the false, ring in the true.“

~ Alfred Lord Tennyson ~

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as we pilgrims of love bid farewell to and celebrate this last turn of the sun emptying of all that was, we continue our merry pilgrimage with the Caravan of Re-Joy-Sing under last night’s sign, the sixth night’s sun of the earthy delight of Virgo the Virgin, Singer of the One Song deeply rooted in all children of the earth and the music of the spheres uniting us all into the quintessential honoring of our transcendent journey into light, our taking joy in transforming shadow seeds into blooming gifts and our witnessing these gifts as dreams coming to us each night for the 12 nights of Christmas, Festival of Illumination…

so, on the sixth night of Christmas, my true love (Beloved Virgo) gave to me, a dream of… all our relations entering the portal of a new turn around the sun with a new song, a canto of love and compassion, peace and harmony, generosity and co-creation… a new earth organically regenerating herself like the Virgin Goddess, the One Self…

Holy Synchronicity! this beautiful dream of the earth, this joyful song of the earth is mirrored in outer reality as Virgo herself transports me through the portal to a field, a wilder ness of enchantment where our new song, our true song is being co-created by wisdom keepers devoted to shining the light and dancing us all on the cosmic wave of love ringing us home to the sound of the bell, home to the heart where we all dwell…

thousand fold thanks for this day of being in sangha singing light in darkness as we witness new her-eyes-ons circling within and without, the great beyond. ultima thule…

our special pilgrimage with the Caravan of Re-Joy-Sing celebrating the twelve nights of the Feast of the Incarnation and honoring our transcendent journey into light, our taking joy in transforming shadows into gifts and our witnessing these gifts as dreams coming to us each night for the 12 nights of Christmas continues under last night’s, our 5th night’s, sun of the blazing fiery light of Leo the Lion-Hearted, Brother Sun, King of the Forest, Awakener of Wonder-filled Ecstasy, Sunflower of the Illuminated Heart…

so, on the fifth night of Christmas, my true love (Beloved Leo) gave to me, a dream of… overflowing radiance in the form of a blazing fire i leap into to save a soul… a dream of awakening with a clear and lucid message that our inner light is inextinguishable, we are eternal… a dream gift of every moment of eternity being the guru, every moment of eternity a fractal of the whole, of synchronicity, of grace… every moment of eternity a moment of beauty, every moment of eternity the only moment, every moment of eternity a moment of peace when we are to be contributive – is that a word? well, that is the word from the dream, to always be contributing for the good of the whole…

we are pilgrims walking

the journeys of our lives

being the path of heart…

now, i’m curious as to what Leo is gifting you… do you also feel a shift in energy with our one heart opening and expanding radiantly in this moment of eternity, this beautiful moment of eternity asking us to unite collectively to transform consciousness?

namaste, beloveds…

“Instead of resisting to changes, surrender. Let life be with you, not against you. If you think ‘My life will be upside down’ don’t worry. How do you know down is not better than upside?”

~ Shams of Tabriz ~

in the days of Rumi, when you traveled, you pilgrimaged in a caravan and spent the night in a guesthouse, Rumi asked of the pilgrims to look at our heart like a guesthouse graciously entertaining all emotions while not identifying with or attaching to them… Rumi would have us ask, “What is the state of your heart, what are you dreaming into being this moment of eternity?”

and so when joy comes to visit, we welcome joy warmly knowing joy will be moving on with the caravan, this beautiful guest will pass onward… when the next guest knocks at the door, can we welcome sadness as graciously, as an old companion who has visited many times re-membering that sadness like joy does not stay and does pass on as well…

are you able to be this magnanimous with your own heart? know you are a solid, rooted tree of life with arms outstretched to the heavens… we are made in the image of love and this is our work to be and become more and more radical love, rooted love grounded in the deep earth and reaching into the ever expanding vast skysea… my intention more emphatic than ever is to live like the river of life flows carried by the wondrous unfolding of great mystery…

and now, back to our special pilgrimage with the Caravan of Re-Joy-Sing celebrating the twelve nights of the Feast of the Incarnation and honoring our transcendent journey into light, our taking joy in transforming shadow seeds into blooming gifts and our witnessing these gifts as dreams coming to us each night for the 12 nights of Christmas continues under last night’s, our 4th night’s, sun of the iridescent watery light of Cancer, Beloved Mother, Whisperer of Love Songs and Weaver of Harmony…

on the fourth night of Christmas, my true love (Beloved Cancer) gave to me, a dream of… cosmic harmony where turbulent seas arose into a great wall of water catapulting me into the deep swirling sea to connect with the beloved mother energy who whispered to surrender to going with the flow… in that moment, dolphin guides magically appear and guide the way to the other shore and a paradisaical beach where all our relations are dancing together as one in this field out beyond where the river below the river, the river of deep spaciousness flows on and on in the rhythm of our one spirit’s breath… always being love… always becoming love… with every breath and step…

this sacred moment of eternity of bathing in the dreamwaves of motherwaters’ divine feminine energy ignites our one tender heart into a blazing bonfire re-joy-sing with sangha all over the planet in the field of the sacred grove with our roots riotously whispering compassion through the network of interbeing across and over and through the cosmos…

may we all meet this moment fully where all  relatives belong in an ever widening cosmic circle of love and compassion and wonder and wisdom and peace and joy and harmony and where we all injoy flowing in beauty at love’s frequency one with all that is…

“Instead of resisting to changes, surrender. Let life be with you, not against you. If you think ‘My life will be upside down’ don’t worry. How do you know down is not better than upside?”

~ Shams of Tabriz ~

in the days of Rumi, when you traveled, you pilgrimaged in a caravan and spent the night in a guesthouse, Rumi asked of the pilgrims to look at our heart like a guesthouse graciously entertaining all emotions while not identifying with or attaching to them… Rumi would have us ask, “What is the state of your heart, what are you dreaming into being this moment of eternity?”

and so when joy comes to visit, we welcome joy warmly knowing joy will be moving on with the caravan, this beautiful guest will pass onward… when the next guest knocks at the door, can we welcome sadness as graciously, as an old companion who has visited many times re-membering that sadness like joy does not stay and does pass on as well…

are you able to be this magnanimous with your own heart? know you are a solid, rooted tree of life with arms outstretched to the heavens… we are made in the image of love and this is our work to be and become more and more radical love, rooted love grounded in the deep earth and reaching into the ever expanding vast skysea… my intention more emphatic than ever is to live like the river of life flows carried by the wondrous unfolding of great mystery…

and now, back to our special pilgrimage with the Caravan of Re-Joy-Sing celebrating the twelve nights of the Feast of the Incarnation and honoring our transcendent journey into light, our taking joy in transforming shadow seeds into blooming gifts and our witnessing these gifts as dreams coming to us each night for the 12 nights of Christmas continues under last night’s, our 4th night’s, sun of the iridescent watery light of Cancer, Beloved Mother, Whisperer of Love Songs and Weaver of Harmony…

on the fourth night of Christmas, my true love (Beloved Cancer) gave to me, a dream of… cosmic harmony where turbulent seas arose into a great wall of water catapulting me into the deep swirling sea to connect with the beloved mother energy who whispered to surrender to going with the flow… in that moment, dolphin guides magically appear and guide the way to the other shore and a paradisaical beach where all our relations are dancing together as one in this field out beyond where the river below the river, the river of deep spaciousness flows on and on in the rhythm of our one spirit’s breath… always being love… always becoming love… with every breath and step…

this sacred moment of eternity of bathing in the dreamwaves of motherwaters’ divine feminine energy ignites our one tender heart into a blazing bonfire re-joy-sing with sangha all over the planet in the field of the sacred grove with our roots riotously whispering compassion through the network of interbeing across and over and through the cosmos…

may we all meet this moment fully where all  relatives belong in an ever widening cosmic circle of love and compassion and wonder and wisdom and peace and joy and harmony and where we all injoy flowing in beauty at love’s frequency one with all that is…