Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 3/3 Years – Day 326/1056 – 11/6/2016

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for today’s image that says a thousand words about showing you the lightness of your being, i want to spotlight a ceremony, the rite of the womb, and those who share it and those who hold space for it…

this ceremony comes from a lineage of women going back to the beginning of time who freed themselves from suffering and want this liberation for us all…. we are all to re-member:

the womb is not a place to store fear and pain; the womb is to create and give birth to life…

all means all, this rite is for all for we are all connected to the cosmic womb, the deep earth of pachamama and we are all born of a mother’s womb and we all have an energetic womb, our creative center at the 0 point, the stillpoint of creation…

so many of us hold such pain and fear and terror and anger here which is why we re-member:

the womb is not a place to store fear and pain; the womb is to create and give birth to life…

we nurture this rite and life by saying…

I release my fear so I may embrace freedom
I release my pain so I may embrace joy
I release my anger so I may embrace compassion
I release my sadness so I may embrace peace

such a beautifully simple way for us all to lighten up, to shine, to deepen into luminosity…

Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 3/3 Years – Day 325/1055 – 11/5/2016

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for the past four hundred and ninety-five days, i have gathered with another, an extraordinary being of shining light, in sacred communion to voice lovingkindness blessings for all that is… each evening, we join at the threshold to offer ourselves and everything we are to the field out beyond… we envision the whole cosmos joining in and experiencing the true reality of oneness where we see all our relations as numinous love…

invoking this divine light of grace every day is one of the most transformative paths i have ever walked; sauntering along this rainbow trail of devotion daily, with this gifted guide, teaches and shows me the way of saging gracefully…

on this very special day, the anniversary of your birth, i celebrate you with this blessing prayed every morning by His Holiness the Dalai Lama, a blessing you walk and talk each day…

May I be a guard for those who need protection

A guide for those on the path

A boat, a raft, a bridge for those who wish to cross the flood

May I be a lamp in the darkness

A resting place for the weary

A healing medicine for all who are sick

A vase of plenty, a tree of miracles

And for the boundless multitudes of living beings

May I bring sustenance and awakening

Enduring like the earth and sky

Until all beings are freed from sorrow

And all are awakened.

~

deep bows and boundless love, beloved flow-er of beauty and soul of the space wherever your soles are kissing the earth, our one heart eternally smiles as we walk the spirit path together…

Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 3/3 Years – Day 324/1054 – 11/4/2016

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we live in such interesting times… on the one hand, even though wealth inequality is astronomically unbalanced, there are fewer poor people, fewer hungry people, fewer children die and more of us are literate and still we live in an age of anxiety… what’s going on?

we are subjected to a constant barrage of “if it bleeds it leads” headlines, there are mighty problems of violence, injustice and environmental disruption and there’s something else… spiritual malnourishment… we all require feeling needed, we all have a hunger to serve…

as buddhist sages have taught for centuries, “if one lights a fire for others, it will also brighten one’s own way.”

let’s take this moment to kindle our inner fire and others’ outer fires by being lovingkindness and compassion with every breath… nothing is more needed on our planet and we can never have too much of this energy, and, in these interesting times, we are overflowing with opportunities to make a profound difference…

Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 3/3 Years – Day 323/1053 – 11/3/2016

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all over the planet, life is out of balance and we know we must change the dream we’ve been living… when we listen to the indigenous, the people of the land who listen to the all that is, we hear the clarion call to love our mother and each other… water, air, trees, sun, moon, stars, all our relatives and we are all relatives woven together intricately, inextricably, interconnectedly…

we can all feel that we are at a tipping point, a sacred space with birth pangs so intense… the moment when we must band together, stand together in love, throw off the illusion of separation, re-member the reality that we are one…

yes, let us take courage and be of strong heart, awaken the dream of the world we all share and long to realize… a world of peace built on justice and guided by our essence, our essence of love…

may we all come together and work for this shared vision…

Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 3/3 Years – Day 322/1052 – 11/2/2016

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a poem comes to me, it comes circuitously… written as a ritual celebrating cosmos creation, it seems perfect for this all souls day of honoring the ancestors, sending them back into the night sea to watch us as we  emerge and see… sounding and re-sounding the words, we are breathing in life and breathing out life in a seamless circle… birth to death to birth to death as one organic whole… join me in bowing to and flowing in beauty…

Ancestor Prayer

When you were born,
The earth became your body,
The stone became your bone,
The sea became your blood,
The sun became your eye,
The moon became your mind,
The wind became your breath.
When you passed to the Otherworld,
Your breath became the wind,
Your mind became the moon,
Your eye became the sun,
Your blood became the sea,
Your bone became the stone,
Your body became the earth.
When we were born, you did the same for us:
You called forth the earth and rocks;
The sea arose and the sun descended;
The moon shone down and the winds sang.
For those who come after, we shall do as you did for us
When we are gone, we shall do as you did before.
Ancestors, we honour you.

Rev. Michael J Dangler

Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 3/3 Years – Day 321/1051 – 11/1/2016

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welcome to this new month, numinous november, this new day, all hallows or all hollowed or all saints, this new beginning, this new moment, this beautiful moment… a moment of re-joy-sing following letting go…

re-joy-sing in the place in you where spirit lives, re-joy-sing in the space in you which is of love and light and peace and truth, re-joy-sing in the sun and moon and stars above,  re-joy-sing in the fire and earth and water and air, re-joy-sing in the river below, re-joy-sing in the center within, re-joy-sing in rainbowmaking with harmony manifesting…

may we all recognize ourselves in each other re-membering we are one, onederfilled heart…

Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 3/3 Years – Day 320/1050 – 10/31/2016

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today we celebrate an ancient Celtic Fire Festival on a day known for the veils being the thinnest between light and dark, life and death, a liminal space, an in between time… a sacred space to be like a shedding snake or tree… shedding an old skin or leaves and resting in the dark while the fire turns to ash and is spread on the earth to create the new…

a day to reflect on what to die to, what to let go of as we embark on a journey into the unknown… a day to connect with ancestors and the unchanging wisdom of the sages…

a day to dance in the dark, in great mystery… a day to surrender to the rhythm of eternity… in truth, there is no separation… no veils, no closed doors, no locked gates… today, i release limitation and loosen the sail of imagination… to valorously sally forth and stand unconditionally in a gathering of boundless love…

Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 3/3 Years – Day 319/1049 – 10/30/2016

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Happy Diwali and New Moon!

holy synchronicity! this week’s edition of, I wish I could show you, when you are lonely or in darkness, the astonishing light of your own beingfalls on the dark moon and the Hindu Festival of Lights and is once again dedicated to you…

perhaps, your day has resembled mine with many challenges to face, a day made ever so graceful in the company of such astonishing beings of light…

thousandfold thanks for prayers being answered and eyes opened to the strength and courage always flowing boundlessly through us like the deep peace of the running wave and the rippling river of joy…

Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 3/3 Years – Day 318/1048 – 10/29/2016

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SWEET DARKNESS

When your eyes are tired
the world is tired also.
When your vision has gone
no part of the world can find you.
It’s time to go into the night
where the dark has eyes
to recognize its own.
It’s time to go into the dark
where the night has eyes
to recognize its own.
There you
can be sure
you are not beyond love.
The dark will make a home for you tonight.
The night
will give you a horizon
further than you can see.
You must learn one thing.
The world was made to be free in.
Give up all the other worlds
except the one to which you belong.
Sometimes it takes darkness and the sweet
confinement of your aloneness
to learn
anything or anyone
that does not bring you alive
is too small for you.

David Whyte

Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 3/3 Years – Day 317/1047 – 10/28/2016

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as we approach the dark moon and draw down the energy of this new moon in scorpio, i feel more and more pulled to go within and listen to her wisdom of shedding the old skin to regenerate anew, letting go of the old to flow into the untold… planting seeds of transformative power in the composted soil to transmute the outlived into the alive… birth, death, rebirth… the cycle of life turns and returns… so in this season of letting go, being a hollow reed is the instrument of peace seed i plant and water… may our one heart be home to this soul song of beauty…