may we travel in an awakened way
blessing our going forth on an unknown byway
trusting our one heart knows the way
to transform the darkness into day
~
the more deeply i dwell in divine presence continuously chanting make me an instrument of peace and the more wholeheartedly i surrender to love, the more i am taken to places i could not imagine… on this auspicious date, 12-13-14, as i look back over 362 days of tripping, i am so loving the beauty of unfolding mystery…
The Journey
One day you finally knew
what you had to do, and began,
though the voices around you
kept shouting
their bad advice–
though the whole house
began to tremble
and you felt the old tug
at your ankles.
“Mend my life!”
each voice cried.
But you didn’t stop.
You knew what you had to do,
though the wind pried
with its stiff fingers
at the very foundations,
though their melancholy
was terrible.
It was already late
enough, and a wild night,
and the road full of fallen
branches and stones.
But little by little,
as you left their voices behind,
the stars began to burn
through the sheets of clouds,
and there was a new voice
which you slowly
recognized as your own,
that kept you company
as you strode deeper and deeper
into the world,
determined to do
the only thing you could do–
determined to save
the only life you could save.
~Mary Oliver
today’s pilgrimage is making the dark sea journey down, down, down into the dream caves deep in the watery womb, our ocean home…. breathing in the rhythm of the waves, we go further and further into the ever expanding caves, the ever expanding abundance, true refuge from any and every storm…. breathing deeply in this peace, this stillness, we are home and in a perfect p[ace to take a long, refreshing nap… pleasant dreams!
the great turning unfolds serendipitously on day 325 of the pilgrimage as like the windswept leaves we dance through the river of Portalandia arriving in a friendly space to make a stone pilgrimage down memory lane… thank you for the perfect decompression chamber following the momentous move, the space to be, just to be in silence – what an extraordinary gift! And, it’s the Taurus Full Moon inspiring deeper grounding of all the seeds planted between the eclipses… our cup runneth over…. thank you, thank you, thank you…
as openhearted october moves into tree nesting november, i move into a new blissness blue moon lodge much like the picture above, sacred space for being a tree, holy ground tilled by organic heart farmers with roses still in bloom in November… thank you, thank you, thank you for dreams realized… dreams of living in a tree in a green space… lovely walking home with you… into the deep peace dwelling in the tree of life, rooted in earth/reaching for sky…
ah yes, my soul pulls me to home, tahoma, spirit home into cascading mountain geography… on our last pilgrimage around the time of equinox and new moon, i was mesmerized by these cap clouds which added to the whole atmosphere of being in the twilight zone, of literally and figuratively traveling down a wormhole and landing in the center of the youniverse where truly all is well and all will be well… every time i return to home, tahoma, trust builds and indeed teaches a kindness of the rhythm of the journey… today as the moon waxes and is almost full so waxes the inner and outer knowing that all is well even as mercury reflects retrograde conditions throughout the cosmos, all is well.. as this moon fills out, she fills us with her healing energies and inspires re-membering our mountain mama, tahoma…
return trip on the odyssey voyage requires waiting for conditions to settle giving so much time for continuous loop of thank yous and blessing the space from coast to coast… radical joy is arriving at the blissness blue moon lodge fourteen hours after departing our ocean view retreat and seeing the most beautiful waxing half moon illuminating the northwest sky… thanks to all my relations for walking home with me and most especially to Juliette and Geoff for the heavy lifting on this 5000+ mile pilgrimage which is like dark chocolate… bittersweet and delicious, reunion and farewell, moving and still, flooding and emptying, high tides and low, ebb and flow in rhythm with the moon…