Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 9 – Day 251 – 8/24/2022

each beautiful thing, each new day awakens in our soul the memory of whom we are, luminous beings, the shining ones… i am re-membering some words on beauty and wonder from Thay that help me to hear the voice of the soul:

“Dear Mother Earth,

Each morning when I wake up you offer me twenty-four brand new hours to cherish and enjoy your beauty. You gave birth to every miraculous form of life. Your children include the clear lake, the green pine, the pink cloud, the snowcapped mountain top, the fragrant forest, the white crane, the golden deer, the extraordinary caterpillar, and every brilliant mathematician, skilled artisan, and gifted architect. You are the greatest mathematician, the most accomplished artisan, and the most talented architect of all. The simple branch of cherry blossoms, the shell of a snail, and the wing of a bat all bear witness to this amazing truth. My deep wish is to live in such a way that I am awake to each of your wonders and nourished by your beauty. I cherish your precious creativity and I smile to this gift of life.

We humans have talented artists, but how can our paintings compare to your masterpiece of the four seasons? How could we ever paint such a compelling dawn or create a more radiant dusk? We have great composers, but how can our music compare to your celestial harmony with the sun and planets—or to the sound of the rising tide? We have great heroes and heroines who have endured wars, hardship, and dangerous voyages, but how can their bravery compare to your great forbearance and patience along your hazardous journey of eons? We have many great love stories, but who among us has love as immense as your own, embracing all beings without discrimination?

Dear Mother, you have given birth to countless buddhas, saints, and enlightened beings. Shakyamuni Buddha is a child of yours. Jesus Christ is the son of God, and yet he is also the son of Man, a child of the Earth, your child. Mother Mary is also a daughter of the Earth. The Prophet Mohammed is also your child. Moses is your child. So too are all the bodhisattvas. You are also mother to eminent thinkers and scientists who have made great discoveries, investigating and understanding not only our own solar system and Milky Way, but even the most distant galaxies. It’s through these talented children that you are deepening your communication with the cosmos. Knowing that you have given birth to so many great beings, I know that you aren’t mere inert matter, but living spirit. It’s because you’re endowed with the capacity of awakening that all your children are too. Each one of us carries within ourself the seed of awakening, the ability to live in harmony with our deepest wisdom—the wisdom of interbeing.

But there are times when we have not done so well. There are times when we have not loved you enough; times when we have forgotten your true nature; and times when we have discriminated and treated you as something other than ourself. There have even been times when, through ignorance and unskillfulness, we have underestimated, exploited, wounded, and polluted you. That is why I make the deep vow today, with gratitude and love in my heart, to cherish and protect your beauty, and to embody your wondrous consciousness in my own life. I vow to follow in the footsteps of those who have gone before me, to live with awakening and compassion, and so be worthy of calling myself your child.”

acknowledging the preciousness of each day is a wondrous way to walk in beauty…

Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 3 – Day 31 – 1/16/2016

Named Journeying January 16 Blue Star Dream Cave+

today’s pilgrimage is a walk in the park as i’m walking with beloved, our one cosmic heart, and all beloveds are sharing this walk along the path of great silence we are listening and trusting what we hear here and so our one heart is opening clear and trusting what we hear here and so we are surrendering because we are trusting in what we are hearing as we listen to great silence’s whispers of grace emanating from the emptiness space out beyond in the cosmic field of grace… yes, come one, come all, to dance with great mystery in the sea of love energy’s stillpoint of infinity…

 

Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 2 – Day 128 – 4/23/2015

Named Awesome April 23 Haiku Alive 4-23-15 005one of favorite spots in the garden for children of all ages is the zigzag bridge where one naturally slows down being lulled and drawn inward by the background sound of falling water…. today was one of those special moments when the guardians of the reflecting pond sensed some of their own were on the bridge… koi swim out to greet children greet koi… neither cold nor rain dampen the high spirits of this family reunion… walking in wonder along the rainbow trail…

Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 2 – Day 100 – 3/26/2015

Named Miraculous March 26 Gene Key Dragonfly Encouraging Genius

as i prepare to journey on an outer world pilgrimage of the heart, i need more and more dreamtime, more and more true refuge in the tiny space of the heart and while i rest in the space of the deep song and running waves, i am flanked by and hold paws with our sea otter tribe ensuring we all stay connected and do not drift from each other during the dark night…

what a comfort to rise gently pausing in the in between space, magical land of mists, awakening from dreamtime, neither here nor there carried by dragonfly into luminescence… witnessing the world dragonfly spins magically, a mirror reflecting wondrous beauty… a web so intricate connecting all inextricably…

i love our world of great wonder and mystery even when i don’t or especially when i don’t; for in these moments when i can stay open and see what is, the weaver of wonder always delivers gifts beyond imagining, treasures of the heart…

thousandfold thanks for this wondrous day and for all accompanying me along the way… our one heart beams radiantly…

Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Day 269 – September 11, 2014

Named Blessingway 11 Oregon Coast Pilgrimage July 2014 003 Wildpeace

awaken today to trees dancing wildly as the winds transform them into whirling dervishes and herald the return of spirits to the Pacific NW… a song of blessing the space begins singing me making the pilgrimage today truly a walk in wonder into deep recesses of peace in the ground of being… thank you, thank you, thank you…