let us take this wild and precious moment to put compassion into action by being lovingkindness as we join with the caravan of re-joy-sing to sing out to all our relations a song of strength, a song of courage, a song of spirit, a song of wisdom to hold us in the hard times inspiring our taking one more step when we feel we can’t go on and to open our one heart ever wider to and for each other as we all suffer losses each and every day with dreams changing form and flying away… everything is fleeting, only love is real, so, may we walk in beauty around the prayer wheel… may we be true refuge for all our relations sheltering each other through storms and desolation, returning home with each breath to create anew, a more beautiful cosmos, holy ground for me and you… may we comfort each other rekindling our inner flame circle dancing joyously together  once again…

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Oh Great Spirit, we raise smoke to the four sacred winds and the four corners, so that the blessings can reach our brothers and sisters in every corner of Great Mother Earth, while the smoke disperses all over Father Sky, lit by Mother Moon.

Let the smoke pass to each their blessing

and do away with all sorrows and unhappiness,

fill their homes with love, and the light of your wisdom.

If any be sick, cure them,

If sad, make them happy,

If they have needs, fulfill them.

Give them all your love as they love you.

They can give testimony to your power and mercy, and most important your love.

Oh Great Spirit, we love you with all our heart as we love our brothers and sisters all. We are your servants and theirs. We ask for only one thing – give us strength to keep going on doing as we do on this spirit path.

So it is!

~ Native American Blessing ~

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as awesome august draws to a close, i awaken on this new day with two words playing through me… maitri and karuna… lovingkindness and compassion… how much we need these nutrients, sun and moon mountain and sea, wisdom and strength… how much we all require these most essential nutrients as we meet each moment fully, as we meet each moment as friend, as sacred moment to attune to the core, the ground of all being… peace…

the more turbulence in the world, the more we are called to be lovingkindness for ourselves and all others… this moment’s turbulence and ruptures also whisper of letting go, of traveling lightly between the worlds of here and now and the great beyond… deeper and deeper into mystery, the silence beyond all words…

may we take this moment and every moment to open our eyes and realeyes the awesomeness of the cosmos as we wander in wonder dancing gracefully in rhythm with the great cosmic hum…

a day of silencio and stillness, a day of feeling the kindness of rhythm on the pilgrimage…. a day of hearing the cries of the world rising in frequency and intensity, a day of feeling the quickening of collective birth pangs, a day of gathering with midwives to co-llaborate on empowering space for dreams, encouraging strength to take one more step, celebrating the new song gestating, trusting in the call of soul…

and, so, i turn to kuan yin, goddess of compassion, protector of women, children, sailors, fishermen, anyone in trouble, and the sick, disabled, and poor… she who walks the boddhisattva path foregoing enlightenment until all sentient beings are liberated and free from suffering…

according to legend, kwan yin tried so strenuously to alleviate the suffering of all beings that her head split into eleven pieces… buddha awarded her eleven heads with which to hear the cries of the world and when she heard all the cries and reached out to address the needs of so many, her two arms shattered… now, buddha gives her a thousand arms to offer her compassion to all…

may our one heart remain always open being lovingkindness to all and may we all reside in the peace passing all understanding real-i-sing the beauty of our true nature of joy…

let us take this wild and precious moment to put compassion into action by being lovingkindness as we join with the caravan of re-joy-sing to sing out to all our relations a song of strength, a song of courage, a song of spirit, a song of wisdom to hold us in the hard times inspiring our taking one more step when we feel we can’t go on and to open our one heart ever wider to and for each other as we all suffer losses each and every day with dreams changing form and flying away… everything is fleeting, only love is real, so, may we walk in beauty around the prayer wheel… may we be true refuge for all our relations sheltering each other through storms and desolation, returning home with each breath to create anew, a more beautiful cosmos, holy ground for me and you… may we comfort each other rekindling our inner flame circle dancing joyously together  once again…

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Oh Great Spirit, we raise smoke to the four sacred winds and the four corners, so that the blessings can reach our brothers and sisters in every corner of Great Mother Earth, while the smoke disperses all over Father Sky, lit by Mother Moon.

Let the smoke pass to each their blessing

and do away with all sorrows and unhappiness,

fill their homes with love, and the light of your wisdom.

If any be sick, cure them,

If sad, make them happy,

If they have needs, fulfill them.

Protect them from all evil. Please Father, keep them well in good health,

give them long life and wealth. Give them all your love as they love you.

They can give testimony to your power and mercy, and most important your love.

Oh Great Spirit, we love you with all our heart as we love our brothers and sisters all. We are your servants and theirs. We ask for only one thing – give us strength to keep going on doing as we do on this spirit path.

And so it is! Amen.

~ Native American Blessing ~

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a day of holy synchronicity, a day of feeling the kindness of rhythm on the pilgrimage…. a day of hearing the cries of the world rising in frequency and intensity, a day of feeling the quickening of collective birth pangs, a day of gathering with midwives to co-llaborate on empowering space for dreams, encouraging strength to take one more step, celebrating the new song gestating, trusting in the kindness of the rhythm…

and, so, i turn to kuan yin, goddess of compassion, protector of women, children, sailors, fishermen, anyone in trouble, and the sick, disabled, and poor… she who walks the boddhisattva path foregoing enlightenment until all sentient beings are liberated and free from suffering…

according to legend, kwan yin tried so strenuously to alleviate the suffering of all beings that her head split into eleven pieces… buddha awarded her eleven heads with which to hear the cries of the world and when she heard all the cries and reached out to address the needs of so many, her two arms shattered… now, buddha gives her a thousand arms to offer her compassion to all…

may our one heart remain always open being lovingkindness to all and may we all reside in the peace passing all understanding realizing the beauty of our true nature of joy…

a day of re-joy-sing on the pilgrimage as we resound the new notes and frequencies anchoring them into our bodies and activating the inner pools of genes to come more alive and circulate in rippling waves throughout the light body and the great beyond raising the flow tide of consciousness and lifting and deepening the sails of our one mothership…