a day of incredible beauty and blessings on the rainbow trail with moment after moment of re-membering and awakening to life as fragile and as impermanent as sea foam bubbles on the sand and as eternal and rhythmic as the ocean waves flowing home to shore and returning to source with every breath…

still in the energy of the new moon of awakening and of many moons of a profound awakening initiation, today is a day of witnessing and appreciating the communion of saints surrounding and supporting us, this gathering of quintessence sharing the exquisite grace and gifts of being and becoming, a day of dreams resurrecting and presenting themselves as orbs lighting the path… to the garden of silence to plant more seeds of the peace passing all understanding and to enter stillness and listen for beloved’s song with her oft repeated refrain to come back, come back, return home… yes, beloved i’m dancing home to you…

 thank you, thank you…

though i have a daily practice of this mantra for almost two turns around the sun, sometimes it’s hard to leap into the unknown trusting in the wings, the sheltering arms to appear… that’s when i love flying shamanically to grandmother ocean and listening to her lullabies blessing adventuring into new spaces, wide open places of true refuge, coming home to our one heart…

this ides of september seems an especially potent day of calling so many to let go, to surrender all to love and to re-member to be insightful, give up sight …

Grandmother Ocean Blessingway

May you find in me the Grandmother of the Cosmos.  
May my heart be a grandmother’s heart, my waves like a mother’s arms.  
May my response to your suffering be a mother’s response to your suffering.  
May I sit with you in the dark, like a grandmother sits in the dark.  
May you know through our relationship that there is something that can be trusted.