Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 10 – Day 114 – 4/9/2023

 on this movable feast day of rebirth and resurrection in the midst of these unprecedented times of so much suffering as we are all thrown into the whirlwind of mutation, a soul song of joy quietly sings me and breathes me whispering of our dying to what doesn’t serve, to what has been corrupted and to open space for innocence, the inner sense of joy to rise again, to see through the fresh eyes of a child beholding the world as a wilder-ness of wonder…

how joyous it is to celebrate this act of rebellious spirit, of being reborn, of being in the world but not of the world, of being in this great turning together and awakening more and more into the heart knowing that we are beloved community, we interbe…

in this moment, this beautiful moment of eternity where we can choose to dwell no matter what is happening in the outer world, let us attune to, get in tune with the river of joy always flowing through us to the tune of may our hearts be softened, may our minds be purified, may our words be more tenderly spoken, may our thoughts extend love to every living thing, may our actions be a blessing unto the world, may our souls shine and may we be continually humbled, grounded in and saturated with wave after wave of transforming love and grace bringing greater comfort and understanding to every sentient being who desires it… may we move more deeply into beloved’s embrace now so that we may be consouled as one… let us seal this re-joy-sing in the revolutionary energy of joy, love and peace passing all understanding and landing us in the sheltering energy of great mystery…

loving our walking home and serving in joy together…

namaste and deep bows, beloveds

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 7 – Day 118 – 4/12/2020

on this movable feast day of rebirth and resurrection in the midst of these unprecedented times of so much suffering as we are all thrown into the whirlwind of mutation, a soul song of joy quietly sings me and breathes me whispering of our dying to what doesn’t serve, to what has been corrupted to open space for innocence, the inner sense of joy to rise again, to see through the fresh eyes of a child beholding the world as a wilderness of wonder…

how perfect it is that sharing a picture worth a thousand words of the astonishing light of being falls on this day of celebration of resurrection and ascension, of the uniting of matter and spirit, of being reborn, of being in the world but not of the world, of being in this great turning together and awakening more and more to we are beloved community, we interbe…

in this moment, this beautiful moment, let us attune to the river of joy always flowing through to the tune of may our hearts be softened, may our minds be purified, may our words be more tenderly spoken, may our thoughts extend love to every living thing, may our actions be a blessing unto the world, may our souls shine and may we be continually humbled and saturated with wave after wave of transforming love and grace bringing greater comfort and understanding to every sentient being who desires it… may we move more deeply into your embrace now so that we may be consoled as one… let us seal this in the revolutionary energy of joy, love and peace…

thanking you for walking home and serving in joy with me...

namaste and deep bows, beloveds