Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 10 – Day 66 – 2/20/2023

“The Tao that can be spoken is not the eternal Tao
The name that can be named is not the eternal name
The nameless is the origin of Heaven and Earth
The named is the mother of myriad things

Thus, constantly free of desire
One observes its wonders
Constantly filled with desire
One observes its manifestations

These two emerge together but differ in name
The unity is said to be the mystery
Mystery of mysteries, the door to all wonders”

~ Lao Tzu ~

welcome, welcome to day 22 of a season of peace, on this 20th day of fleeting february so that we have a day pulsing at the quintessential frequency of grace, wisdom, clarity and a day also known as world social justice day – may it be so, may we roll up our sleeves, come home to our heart, set our eyes within and in thought, word and deed be in balance with all our relatives… and, it’s the moment of eternity of celebrating the astonishing light of our interbeing with all our relatives who vaya con gaia en paz with the sun shining through the clouds radiating the liberating energy of  freedom…

and, there’s more as today is a day of rainmaking, of holy synchronicity… do you know the rainmaker story? it is a favorite of mine and has been for decades, this story of restoring circulation between the inner and outer flow of life which is the central story of my life…

during a time of great drought, a rainmaker was asked by villagers of a neighboring province if he could help bring rain to their dry fields… they had tried many other approaches without success before reaching out to him… the rainmaker agreed to come and asked for a small hut with a garden that he could tend… for three days, he simply tended the garden… on the fourth day, rain began to fall on the parched earth… when asked how he had achieved such a miracle, the master answered that when he came to the village, he had sensed disharmony within himself and the village… each day, as he tended the garden, he returned a little more to himself… when he returned to balance, the rain came naturally…

yes, it has long been known by indigenous gaiians that it takes three days for the body to settle when on retreat, for the rainmaker, the rainbowmaker  to come into harmony and for the re-joy-sing to flow…

we rise up singing kissed by sun

on the banks of the river of joy dreaming the magic to come

gliding over stones, nothing impedes the flow

wind whispers softly to lean in and let all go

trusting in the rhythm of eternal ebb and flow…

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 8 – Day 66 – 2/20/2021

THE INNER IS FOUNDATION OF THE OUTER
THE STILL IS MASTER OF THE RESTLESS
THE SAGE TRAVELS ALL DAY
YET NEVER LEAVES HIS INNER TREASURE.

~Lao Tzu ~

welcome, welcome to day 22 of a season of peace, on this 20th day of free at last february so that we have a day pulsing at the frequency of 222, a day of grace, wisdom, clarity and a day also known as world social justice day – may it be so, may we roll up our sleeves, come home to our heart, set our eyes within and in thought, word and deed be in balance with all our relatives… and, it’s another beautiful day of gathering the quintessence as ambassadors of love and light who vaya con gaia en paz with the sun shining through the clouds on the liberating energy of  freedom…

as we come home to the heart setting our eyes within connecting with the inner treasure in the core of our being, may we feel the nourishment in this true refuge and express it by speaking and singing from the core of our being and bringing the wonder back…

and, as we saunter along the pathless path embracing the inner treasure, may we also re-member the old rabbinical tale of the angel of friendship which describes another trustworthy source of nourishment in this moment of sheltering… when 2 or more relatives gather in sacred space, another presence is generated – an angel (messenger) of friendship who sings the frequency of love into the celestial spheres uplifting all relatives…

in this moment, our one heart’s a tree providing belonging space for you, for me to sing our soul song of mystery conducted by the angel of amity… many voices, one frequency… multiversed universiddhi…  shanti, shanti, shantihi…

Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 7 – Day 66 – 2/20/2020

welcome, welcome to day 22 of a season of peace, on this 20th day of flowering field february in the year 2020 so that we have a day pulsing at the frequency of 2222, a day of grace, wisdom, clarity and a day also known as world social justice day – may it be so, may we roll up our sleeves, come home to our heart and in thought, word and deed be in balance with all our relatives… and, it’s another beautiful day of gathering the quintessence as ambassadors of love and light who vaya con gaia en paz with the sun shining through the clouds on the liberating energy of  freedom…

i have arrived, i am home in the eternal now, this present moment… to live simply and wholeheartedly as a willow tree who offers her branches freely as resting space for great mystery to breathe us sacredly…

here, in this home of flow, this openhearted place of welcome, perch and listen for the hum, vibrational tune of whispering wind, spirit waves of spiraling notes… singing of love and devotion across the many splendored vast wild ocean of ever changing being… always different, always the same…

in this place of deep repose, hear waters falling home, singing of a secret joy deep within, always present in the moment, listen to source and attune to the music of the spheres, haunting melody animating all, cosmic harmony ringing out a call…

in this moment, our one heart’s a tree providing belonging space for you, for me to sing our soul song of mystery… many voices, one frequency… multiversed universiddhi…  shanti, shanti, shantihi…

Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 6 – Day 66 – 2/20/2019

Named Free Flow 20 Arriving Home Metolius River 11-7 and 11-8-15 051

welcome, welcome to day 22 of a season of peace, on this twentieth day of freely flowing february, a day still in the radiant glow of full moon of miracles, the moon of blessings when Buddha is said to shower us with a thousand thousandfold miraculous blessings, a day also known as world social justice day and may it be so, may we roll up our sleeves, come home to our heart and in thought, word and deed be in balance with all our relatives… and, it’s another beautiful day of gathering the quintessence, ambassadors of love and light with the sun shining through the clouds on the energy of  freedom…

i have arrived, i am home in the eternal now, this present moment… to live simply and wholeheartedly in a willow tree who offers her branches freely as resting space for great mystery to breathe us sacredly…

here, in this home of flow, this openhearted place of welcome, perch and listen for the hum, vibrational tune of whispering wind, spirit waves of spiraling notes… singing of love and devotion across the many splendored vast wild ocean of ever changing being… always different, always the same…

in this place of deep repose, hear waters falling home, singing of a secret joy deep within, always present in the moment, listen to source and tune within to the music of the spheres, haunting melody animating all, cosmic harmony ringing out a call…

in this moment, our one heart’s a tree providing belonging space for you, for me to sing our soul song of mystery… many voices, one frequency… multiversed universiddhi…  shanti, shanti, shantihi…