Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 9 – Day 85– 3/11/2022

We do not receive wisdom, we must discover it for ourselves, after a journey through the wilderness which no one else can make for us, which no one can spare us, for our wisdom is the point of view from which we come at last to regard the world.”  ~ Marcel Proust ~

today is a day of soulitude, a day of soul study, a day of listening to the silence… a day of re-membering a catastrophic earthquake and tsunami that devastated the coast of northeast Japan, claiming an estimated 20,000 lives eleven years ago today… a day of radical presence, of being the new operating system programmed with a spacious consciousness of nowhere to go and nothing to do but simply wait patiently for the soul song to flow…

i’m in good company in this moment of eternity…  my old dolphin guides, Adolpho and Adelphi/Philo and Sophy, free and easy wanderers of the great beyond, come out to celebrate our ever widening circles of courageous souls letting go of caterpillar identity to dissolve in the cosmic stew reborn as imaginal cell open (organically present & emptied now) to the natural flow of oceanic consciousness…

these wise sages of liminal space, guides at the threshold whisper words of grace… “re-member, it is the impeded stream that sings” and so i venture with them to the stillpoint to listen… here i see grandmother spider dancing creation and weaving a new web of life, carbon turned into crystals of light, a thousand dancing diamonds twinkling in the night, imbuing the all with powerful sight of the world being breathed into life again, unfolding mystery of the knowledge within… here in great silence we listen deeply to our one cosmic heart, dancing the love song we are called now to impart…

come on over and sit by the waters with me and let’s journey together back into the cosmic womb, the dark sacred space of origin…. breathe in the flowing mother waters… feel the flowing waters, be flowing water…. now, breathe deeply in the rhythm of the waves diving deeper and deeper into the stillpoint… re-member who we really are – water -we are the eternal radiance…

now, blessing the waters within and without, breathe them in, feeling the radiance you are, an illuminated being of great heart… in this wellspring, water reminds us of our purpose, we are original source, creation creating creation in the belly of the earth where all rivers converge into one rainbow stream of radiance, one cosmic circle birthing the divine…

let’s sit here silently for awhile radically present in life’s flow, trusting in the beauty of pachamama and the blessings of  great mystery and the knowing of the true bottom line – all is well and all is well and all matter of things shall be well…

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 8 – Day 85 – 3/11/2021


rising from the tsunami

on March 11, 2011, a catastrophic earthquake and tsunami devastated the coast of northeast Japan, claiming an estimated 20,000 lives… today is the ten-year anniversary of the disaster and marks a decade of mourning, recovery, and rebuilding for those who lost loved ones and whose homes and villages were destroyed…

  for those who survived the tsunami, the spirits of the dead are still very much alive with some survivors saying that the tragic event tore a hole in the veil between the living and dead… many have reported seeing the wandering souls of the victims whose bodies were never found…

as Japan fell quiet at 2:46 p.m. today to mark the minute that the earthquake began 10 years ago, many walked to the seaside or visited graves to pray for relatives and friends washed away by the water… Emperor Naruhito and Prime Minister Yoshihide Suga were among those observing a moment of silence at a memorial in Tokyo…

the days following the quake were terrifying for many in Japan and farther afield, as hydrogen explosions released radiation into the air and technicians worked furiously to try to cool the plant’s nuclear fuel by pumping in seawater… in addition to the more than 20,000 people who died mostly in the tsunami, nearly half a million people were displaced and more than 40,000 are still unable to return home…

as rising from the tsunami progresses with rebuilding, recovery of the survivors’ hearts is slower with the cries of the children, the elderly and those in the prime of life still echoing as the tides roll in and out… may peace and solace deepen in our one heart…

Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 7 – Day 85 – 3/10/2020

THE INNER IS FOUNDATION OF THE OUTER
THE STILL IS MASTER OF THE RESTLESS
THE SAGE TRAVELS ALL DAY
YET NEVER LEAVES HER INNER TREASURE. ~LAO TZU~

welcome, welcome to day 41 of a season of peace and the the 107th anniversary of liberation champion Harriette Tubman’s death along with the 63rd anniversary of the death of Celillo Falls and a way of life for the people who’ve inhabited this part of the Pacific Northwest for 10,000 years… 

ah so, what a day of travel along the rainbow trail requiring much practice to dwell in the inner treasure and a swimming in the ocean of consciousness with ancient dolphin guides, adolpho and adelphi arriving in delphi to reunite with pythia, the oracle / psychedelic / psychedelphic / rainbow serpent who first came to me in dreamtime when i was only two, ah, i re-member this meeting as if it is happening right now… a most numinous moment when pythia telepathed the way to be a sacred vessel for the divine strong enough to channel entheos… enter into a state of Stillness feeling your Essence of Love in the field of Flow… be virgin, one-in-herSELF, pure and true and free…

may we all be full of ourSELF as holy vessels of grace real-eye-sing our liberation is bound up with all others… let us work together as one body for the liberation of us all

Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 6 – Day 85 – 3/11/2019

Named Magical March 11 dolphinsss awakening

welcome, welcome to day 41 of a season of peace… today is another of my favorite moments in the cycle of life when we rest in the in between times moon, the rainbow moon who sings a song of transformation, of transmuting dark, threatening clouds of pain, into rainbow colored arcs of joy…

today is a day of soulitude, a day of gazing into the central galactic sun… a day of radical presence, of being the new operating system programmed with a spacious consciousness of nowhere to go and nothing to do but simply wait patiently for the soul song to flow…

i’m in good company,  my old dolphin guides, Adolpho and Adelphi, free and easy wanderers of the great beyond, come out to celebrate our ever widening circles of courageous souls letting go of small i identity to dissolve into the individuated large I AM Presence and to be open (organic presence empty now) to the cosmic flow of oceanic consciousness…

these wise sages of liminal space, guides at the threshold, whisper words of grace… “re-member, it is the impeded stream that sings” and so i venture with them to the stillpoint to listen… here i see grandmother spider dancing creation and weaving a new web of life, carbon turned into crystals of light, a thousand dancing diamonds twinkling in the deep night sky sea, imbuing the all with powerful sight of the world being breathed into life again, unfolding mystery of the knowledge within… here in great silence we listen deeply to our one cosmic heart, dancing the love song we are called now to impart…

shanti, shanti, shantihi…