Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 3/3 Years – Day 296/1026 – 10/7/2016

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a day of slowing down, softening, re-membering… dancing down the path of devotion, healing/wholeing the world with singing,storytelling and silence in communion with beloved bodies of water – friends, raindrops, river, waterfalls, clouds, trees, waves of light…

a day of sauntering in beauty deeper and deeper into the core, feeling the plates of the earth continuing their millions of years of shifting and morphing as the waters of life carve arteries of flow delivering us into this moment, this beautiful moment of dying to the old…

a day of celebrating simply… wind song, water song, earth song and birdsong in the blessed silence of our one sacred, still heart…

Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 3/3 Years – Day 295/1025 – 10/6/2016

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“to lift up in the heart, that which is worthy of praise, this ts the greatest blessing”

~ the Buddha ~

a peace pilgrimage week/day/moment of lying in the grass, simply being loving presence tuned into the cosmic hum made all the sweeter by sauntering along this rainbow trail with soul friends… a day of being a hollow reed with the music of the spheres singing us in perfect harmonic resonance… an eternal moment of softening into opening, being organically present in the emptiness of now where there is only this moment breathing us… a day of hearing ancestors’ whispers blowing in and out with the wind as we float down the river below the river seeing everything through newborn’s eyes of innocence, inner sense… present moment, wonderfilled/onederfull moment…

in this moment, this beautiful moment

may we all be peace, may we all be love

may we all flow in beauty everywhere

one with source with our one heart as ever present trusty guide…

Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 3/3 Years – Day 294/1024 – 10/5/2016

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what a gift to share the peace pilgrimage, the pathless path, feeling our way along the edge of the river, dancing deeper into mystery, meeting each moment fully, breaking our one heart wider open to the fragile/indomitable beauty that is ours to be in each moment…

so quickly here, so quickly gone… what a teacher the moment is, whatever it is/is not… breathing in, i have arrived… i am home…  breathing out, all is well…

thanks be for this free and easy wandering into wonder day, this day of being one with flowing water… falling from the sky as sparkling iridescent bubbles, flowing down the mountain stream falling home to river, floating in the moving currents returning to our source, then, vaporizing into mist and dancing home to the great beyond…

breathing in and breathing out, i have arrived, i am home…

Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 3/3 Years – Day 293/1023 – 10/4/2016

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today’s pilgrimage is one extended moment of celebrating, feasting St Francis and his call to be an instrument of peace…

to amplify this celebration of St Francis on his feast day, i turn to his namesake, Pope Francis who turns to him in the introduction to his encyclical Laudato Si’: On Care for Our Common Home:

10. . . . I believe that Saint Francis is the example par excellence of care for the vulnerable and of an integral ecology lived out joyfully and authentically. . . . He was a mystic and a pilgrim who lived in simplicity and in wonderful harmony with God, with others, with nature and with himself. He shows us just how inseparable the bond is between concern for nature, justice for the poor, commitment to society, and interior peace.

11. . . . Just as happens when we fall in love with someone, whenever he would gaze at the sun, the moon or the smallest of animals, he burst into song, drawing all other creatures into his praise. He communed with all creation, even preaching to the flowers, inviting them “to praise the Lord, just as if they were endowed with reason.”  His response to the world around him was so much more than intellectual appreciation or economic calculus, for to him each and every creature was a sister united to him by bonds of affection. That is why he felt called to care for all that exists. His disciple Saint Bonaventure tells us that, “from a reflection on the primary source of all things, filled with even more abundant piety, he would call creatures, no matter how small, by the name of ‘brother’ or ‘sister.’”  . . . If we feel intimately united with all that exists, then sobriety and care will well up spontaneously. The poverty and austerity of Saint Francis were no mere veneer of asceticism, but something much more radical: a refusal to turn reality into an object simply to be used and controlled.

may we live simply

Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 3/3 Years – Day 292/1022 – 10/3/2016

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like the windswept waves, i am enjoying a wonderfilled homecoming with two soul friends as we meet each other in this moment fully and meet and weather the elements as friends… in such a wild space today, such a heart opening place, even though connection with the outer world is fleeting, that of connection with the inner world is all the stronger…  a day out of time, a day in spirit, inspired by love and the deep peace of running waves…

may we all return with the breath in this moment to our communal home, the watery womb of our grandmother sea’s flowing iridescent streams of love energy…

Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 3/3 Years – Day 291/1021 – 10/2/2016

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tada! or better, tara! yes, for this week’s image of the astonishing lightness of being, we deep bow to green tara, goddess of enlightenment and compassion who we meet in the green forest taking her green bough into our heart creating a true refuge for this star being to come as a starling and sing her joyous mantra through our being elevating and deepening our true nature as a sea of love energy, an ocean of bliss in a drop…

thousandfold thanks, green tara, for opening our heart to this magical moment of synchronistic surrender of suffering to the river of joy always flowing on the other side…

Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 3/3 Years – Day 290/1020 – 10/1/2016

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welcome, openhearted october! i pray you awoke today on this new moon with a child’s open heart and a beginner’s mind somewhere aware that this beautiful moment has been quietly forming and waiting for the perfect moment to present, to presence….

thanks be for your courage kindling, your sweet heart opening to what is… and, trusting the destination is the journey, we don’t have to know where we are going, how could we in this river of life that’s fluid and dynamic, moving from moment to moment where we are simply to be open, one with the tides of life…

may we all open our one heart as wide as the sky, as deep as the ocean and smile at the adventure of sauntering along the rainbow trail…

 

Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 3/3 Years – Day 289/1019 – 9/30/2016

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what a lovely synchronicity that in this moon of synchronous september we close out the last day with blessing the space between us, all the synchronous moments of sauntering as one deeper into our one heart, on the new moon with a new story…

 A Brave And Startling Truth

We, this people, on a small and lonely planet
Traveling through casual space
Past aloof stars, across the way of indifferent suns
To a destination where all signs tell us
It is possible and imperative that we learn
A brave and startling truth
And when we come to it
To the day of peacemaking
When we release our fingers
From fists of hostility
And allow the pure air to cool our palms

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We, this people, on this small and drifting planet
Whose hands can strike with such abandon
That in a twinkling, life is sapped from the living
Yet those same hands can touch with such healing, irresistible tenderness
That the haughty neck is happy to bow
And the proud back is glad to bend
Out of such chaos, of such contradiction
We learn that we are neither devils nor divines

When we come to it
We, this people, on this wayward, floating body
Created on this earth, of this earth
Have the power to fashion for this earth
A climate where every man and every woman
Can live freely without sanctimonious piety
Without crippling fear

When we come to it
We must confess that we are the possible
We are the miraculous, the true wonder of this world
That is when, and only when
We come to it.

~ Maya Angelou ~

Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 3/3 Years – Day 288/1018 – 9/29/2016

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i love the energy of the new moon that draws us deeply into the dark earth womb, the stillpoint of creation, sacred space of listening for the new story… what is to be birthed… let’s join our hands together and journey into the birthing place feeling this new moon in libra breathing us peacefully, lovingly into a world of harmony… as we invoke her energy, we realeyes we are one with this divine feminine energy always alive in our deepest center, always moving and changing in rhythmic cycles around the stillpoint…

as you breathe the new story in us, sister moon, we open ourselves to more full receive and radiate our truth, our wisdom, love… the new/ancient story of connection, of interdependence, of the one and the many, each vitally important for the functioning of the whole, each crucial for the onederful beautiful world of our new story…

thousandfold thanks, dear new moon in libra, for quickening the dream of cosmic connection…

Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 3 – Day 287/1017 – 9/28/2016

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Nothing to Hold On To

This is the picture I prefer: In the middle of the river, with the shoreline out of view, the raft begins to disintegrate. We find ourselves with absolutely nothing to hold on to. From our conventional standpoint, this is scary and dangerous. However, one small shift of perspective will tell us that having nothing to hold on to is liberating. We could have faith that we won’t drown. Holding on to nothing means we can relax with this fluid, dynamic world.

The Places That Scare You
Pema Chödrön

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it truly is synchronous september… every moment feeling more disintegration as i stand still in the center of the ocean seeing the great wave of water about to break like our one heart is breaking… open… in the deepest, most hidden recesses, in the stillpoint of great silence in the pause before the next note, the big bang, the outbreath, the shedding of inessential skin… naked in the now…