Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 7 – Day 144 – 5/8/2020

may we always stand like curious children before great mystery…

another day in the stillness of the bardo- like state where we have lost our old reality and don’t yet know what our new reality might be luxuriating in true emptiness, sacred space of the void/open spaciousness/liberation where we are free from bondage to any dogma/system/anything and free to be our true nature re-membering we are bits of dancing stars wandering in the great beyond…

this rupture, in our old way of seeing and being, may also bring with it a sense of groundlessness, uncertainty and our instinct to fill in the story as quickly as possible so we can hold on to some sense of continuity in our lives to which i say, not so fast…

injoy this mind-blowing magical mystery tour moment we all collectively find ourselves in with mama gaia imploring us to deeply reflect upon and contemplate our true reality and how we are to be in the turning and unfolding of great mystery… as Carl Sagan reminds us, “The nitrogen in our DNA, the calcium in our teeth, the iron in our blood, the carbon in our apple pies were made in the interiors of collapsing stars. We are made of starstuff.”

and, may we relax into the reality of not knowing, impermanence and uncertainty as we bear witness compassionately to the powerful dynamism of the cosmos coming into harmony…

“Before you judge others or claim any absolute truth, consider that you can see less than 1% of the electromagnetic spectrum and hear less than 1% of the acoustic spectrum. As you read this, you are traveling at 220 kilometers per second across the galaxy. 90% of the cells in your body carry their own microbial DNA and are not “you”. The atoms in your body are 99.9999999999999999% empty space and none of them are the ones you were born with, but they all originated in the belly of a star. Human beings have 46 chromosomes, 2 less than the common potato. The existence of the rainbow depends on the conical photoreceptors in your eyes; to animals without cones, the rainbow does not exist. So you don’t just look at a rainbow, you create it. This is pretty amazing, especially considering that all the beautiful colors you see represent less than 1% of the electromagnetic spectrum.”

~Anonymous~

may we gather our courage and use this collective initiation wisely transmuting into dancing rainbow mystery, luminescent stars shining across infinity’s deep sea answering mama gaia’s call to live imaginally, as the next iteration of all our relations living by source’s original instructions in a peaceable realm, a unitive field knowing in every cell we are one…

Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 5 – Day 49 – 2/3/2018

Named Freely Flowing 3 Wendell Berry I have been led.

thank you, fellow poet farmer, Wendell Berry, more than ever these words echo so resonantly deep within, in that sacred space of inner knowing of true reality, of true nature…. with every step , all our relations are being led to being instruments of peace in a cosmic symphony of harmony…. hear the hum?

fifty-seven years ago, this was a happy day in my family of origin with the birth of a divine child;, one year ago, it was a sad day with the death of a divine child and the opening of  the portal into the dark valley with the sense of being held in the web of life…

yes, today is a day of honoring and celebration on the pilgrimage… feeling the shift into heart consciousness that’s been so quietly forming, feeling it so poignantly in this moment… a day of dancing with the energies of life celebrating the ebb and flow that lead us through the streams of oceanic deeps…