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…
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….
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where being a buddha body in that one place
is being a verb moving in grace…
balan-sing, dan-sing, re-joy-sing and more
real-eye-sing, synchroni-sing, tao-sing on the other shore
simply being a buddha body in that one place evermore…
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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 becoming buddha nature…
