every outbreath, an emptying… every inbreath, a re-membering…

this almost ides of september seems an especially potent day of calling many of us to let go, to surrender all to love and though i have had a daily practice of this mantra for going on seven turns around the sun, for the last many sun rises and sunsets, the call to leap into the unknown trusting in the wings, the sheltering arms to appear has been so emphatic… so, i’ve been listening to great spirit blessing adventuring into new spaces, wide open places of true refuge, coming home to our one heart and i’m going to act accordingly…

meaning that i’m going to unplug to take in fully the nourishment of the earth and
the clarity of light to flow
harmoniously in rhythm with the tides of life
under the protection of the ancestors
while a slow
wind whispers words
of love all around encircling
us and wrapping us in the wonder of great mystery weaving a web of life where we all know
we are one body, many cells belonging to each other…

happy rainbow trails to all until we meet again…

today, under the almost full moon of enlightenment el canto hondo, the deep song, the melody arising from great silence hums incessantly throughout the cells of being inviting re-treating into the stillpoint for a day of being presence, stillness, trust, devocean, a day of letting go, of opening to cosmic flow, of gathering the quintessence for leaping into the unknown…

thanks be for the cosmic hum, the ringing of the bell entraining other bells to ring, the dancing of the soul in the stillpoint of the cosmos, sacred space at the core of  being, true refuge of emptiness, home sweet home, garden of the radiant wave where we return to ebb and flow with every breath, in every moment of eternity…

sinking down, syncing into, softening and opening to the wonders of grandmother’s weaving us into a seamless tapestry, an awesome weaveolution, co-creative wespace, belonging place… home….

thank you for walking home with me along the pathless path disappearing into the sea of love energy’s rhythmic waves of ebb and flow, of impermanence, of always being and breathing us om sweet om…

let’s seal this sacred space with the reciting of the poem for the twenty – ninth day of the forty days of cultivating peace = people emerging and cultivating equanimity….

“When the earth is in distress, it attunes itself with love and sends out a prayer.

The True One hears it, and with total ease is pleased to give Its strength and steadiness.

It sends a command to the Power of Rain, and the rain pours down in torrents.

The wealth of grain and corn grows thick.

A person cannot describe its value.

Oh Naanak, appreciate the Divine Identity.

You, Divine One, cause the life-giving food to be given to all the creatures.

Eating this, peace grows, and the cycle of pain comes no more.”

Our task must be to free ourselves…by widening our circles of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty.
– Albert Einstein –

 

on this good friday, this day of crucifixion, under the second full moon in libra, the passover and resurrection moon, i ponder being in the crossroads, at a cross-point, called to die to the false self, to stop and listen in the stillpoint resting in the flow of the river below the river waiting patiently for what arises…

on this day of deep listening in the quantum field, i hear yeshua’s (yes you are) revolutionary words of how to be true….

“Blessed are the poor in spirit,
for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.Blessed are they who mourn,
for they shall be comforted.

Blessed are the meek,
for they shall inherit the earth.

Blessed are they who hunger and thirst for righteousness,
for they shall be satisfied.

Blessed are the merciful,
for they shall obtain mercy.

Blessed are the pure of heart,
for they shall see God.

Blessed are the peacemakers,
for they shall be called children of God.

Blessed are they who are persecuted for the sake of righteousness,
for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.”

Gospel of St. Matthew 5:3-10

and, a little more balm on this moment of dissolution, a re-working of my favorite psalm…the Earth is our Mother
we shall not want
her hand brings forth green pastures
she tarries within the still waters
she leads us into fields of fruitfulness
yea, as we walk through the summer of life unto death,
we will not be afraid, for thou are with us
her womb in the earth enfolds us
she prepares a harvest before us and blesses the seven generations
she fills us with milk and honey
our cup overflows
surely, goodness and beauty will nurture us all the days of our life,
and we will be part of the earth forever

another day of silence, of listening to the bubbling brook, the cosmic hum…

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veils lift, doors open

on divine devotion day

 cosmic revelation

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yes, today is a day of devotion, of leaping into the void of creation lying in the lap of the divine bathed in the bliss of  love culminating in a moment of illumination when what no longer serves is burned away as the great silence whispers to us of our soul purpose, why we are here awakening us to the song of the true self, to our soul song…

everything is alive… everything is awakening… everything is moving…. everything is dancing… be still, silent… listen….

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 ~

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it is said it takes three days for the body to settle when on retreat, for the rainmaker, the rainbowmaker  to come into harmony, for the re-joy-sing…

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rise up singing kissed by sun

river dancing always dreaming magic to come

gliding over stones, nothing impedes the flow

wind whispers softly to lean in and let all go

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river dancing always dreaming magic to come

earth giving thanks tuning into celestial hum

wind whispers softly to lean in and let all go

light shines brilliantly plugged into cosmic glow

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earth giving thanks tuning into celestial hum

for the beautiful field of love that we have become

light shines brilliantly plugged into cosmic glow

trusting in the rhythm of eternal ebb and flow

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rise up singing kissed by sun

river dancing always dreaming magic to come

trusting the rhythm of eternal ebb and flow…

ah yes, a strange encounter early this morning  reminds me of this profound spiritual teaching, this reality of life sending me into a tailspin at first until  it sinks in… there is no exit, this is life… and, in the very instant i surrender to the whirlwind, i am transmuted into whirling rhythm… and in that moment,that long drawn-out moment, the world cracks wide open…

may we all awaken to earth’s energy re-membering we are one heart…
may we all awaken to earth’s oceans as our clean-sing tears…
may we all awaken to earth’s wind as our enlivening breath…
may we all awaken to earth’s landscape as our body…

may our one heart open dormant seeds
may our tears fill rain clouds
may our breath give flight to migrating birds
may our body be an island of refuge

may earth mother receive our one heart for her energy
may earth mother receive our tears for her oceans
may earth mother receive our breath for her wind
may earth mother receive our body for her landscape

 may earth mother open dormant seeds
may earth mother fill rain clouds
may earth mother give flight to migrating birds
may earth mother nurture islands of refuge

and, may the cycles of life flow unceasingly

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From today onward

Until the attainment of enlightenment

May I be willing
To live with my chaos and confusion
And that of all other sentient beings.

May I be willing
To share our mutual confusion
And work incessantly and humbly
To help and elevate everyone without exception.

Tibetan Light the Flame Prayer

Nothing to Hold On To

This is the picture I prefer: In the middle of the river, with the shoreline out of view, the raft begins to disintegrate. We find ourselves with absolutely nothing to hold on to. From our conventional standpoint, this is scary and dangerous. However, one small shift of perspective will tell us that having nothing to hold on to is liberating. We could have faith that we won’t drown. Holding on to nothing means we can relax with this fluid, dynamic world.

The Places That Scare You
Pema Chödrön

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it truly is synchronous september… every moment feeling more disintegration as i stand still in the center of the ocean seeing the great wave of water about to break like our one heart is breaking… open… in the deepest, most hidden recesses, in the stillpoint of great silence in the pause before the next note, the big bang, the outbreath, the shedding of inessential skin… naked in the now…