it’s now the eleventh hour of the eleventh day of the dreaming in the rhythm of waves re-treat when i’ve let go of everything to simply be in the moment opening to the clear light to dreamweave the world awake while running with the waves along the liberation pathless path…

so many favorite days in surrendered to love september and there are three in a row – the full harvest moon in pisces, the international day of peace and equinox – that i must sing…

immediately, it became clear to me this re-treat was all about dreamweaving the world awake and this harvest moon bathed in dreamy piscean waters is a perfect catalyst… i had many images in mind but then the winds blew in this prescient image i had made some seven years before and the wind spirits delivered it right after a lucid dream of running with the waves feeling so wild and free and so aligned with the rhythm of the perfect moment to merge with the sea, to surrender into the devocean of interbeing…

join me in these sacred waters reveling in the luminosity of the clear light
dreamweaving the world of wisdom and wonder awake…

 
we are dreamweavers
whole and holy
wild and free.
gatekeepers of divinity
 
the sacred waters of the cosmic wombspace reveal
the dreams we carry, the dreams forgotten,
the dreams long remembered…

as holy vessels of heaven/earth, we surrender our entire
being for these dreams to be heard, felt, called forth,
woven into the sacred web of life for the greatest good of all beings…
 
this is a sacred commitment to live our devocean…
 
this is our starseed destiny…

into the watery womb, speak a dream aloud that you are actively tending for yourself and the collective…
take a deep breath feeling into the energies present and listening for nature’s response…

as spirit and matter merge,
and the mythic and mundane together re-weave, 
it is done, it is done, it is done…

we are dreamweavers 
dreaming the world awake
here and now
always and forever…

and so it is, and so it is, and so it is…
blessed bee, blessed bee, blessed bee…

Blessings from the Rainbow Trail

she who arrived attended by rainbows

under the fullness of the in between times moon

gifted with light’s radiance, like the sun she glows

with crystalline shafts reflecting the moon

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under the fullness of the in between times moon

veils are lifted revealing the all that there is

sky father dressed in rainbow robes

mirroring colors of earth mother below

~

blowing sweet breath on the crystalline shafts

igniting combustible fiery light

she who arrived attended by rainbows

whispers creation into the dark night

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and in the morning’s returning light,

the cosmos is colored in waves of delight

by the one who arrived attended by rainbows

gifted with radiance, like the sun she glows

~

many moons ago while sauntering along the oregon trail under the magical spell of the in between times moon, rainbow woman appeared in the sky promising of fortune’s smile  returning to the land, cosmic order restored with the birth of a thousand dancing stars…

 ~

Native American Prayer for Peace

Oh Great Spirit of our
Ancestors, I raise
my pipe to you.
To your messengers the four winds, and
to Mother Earth who provides
for your children.
Give us the wisdom to teach our children
to love, to respect, and to be kind
to each other so that they may grow
with peace of mind
Let us learn to share all good things that
you provide for us on this Earth.

The Prayer of Saint Frances

Lord, make me an instrument of your peace.
Where there is hatred . . . let me sow love
Where there is injury . . . pardon
Where there is doubt . . . faith
Where there is despair . . .hope
Where there is darkness . . . light
where there is sadness . . .joy
O Divine Master,
grant that i may not so much seek
To be consoled . . .as to console
To be understood . . .as to understand,
To be loved . . . as to love
For it is in giving . . .that we receive…

shanti, shanti, shantihi…