welcome, welcome to day 19 of a season of peace, the thirteenth day of the tibetan fifteen days of miracles, the third day of monlam, the great prayer festival commemorating the fifteen days of miracles path with heart and the day of the week when we celebrate the astonishing light of being… another beautiful day of gathering the quintessence, ambassadors of love and light with the sun shining through the clouds on the energy of rapture/rupture… it feels just right to call on the songbird of lovingkindness to grace us with her presence and emanation on this day of purification, of clean-sing, of celebrating the always burning inner light… many moons ago, i posted this quotation which shares the heart of a way of being as we saunter along the poetic peace pilgrimage by way of the caravan of re-joy-sing,,, a friend and talented artista had the perfect setting for it and it is the perfect image for when we travel to sacred spaces where inner hurricanes blow through the soulscape… we’ve all been through these moments of pain and suffering which are as much a part of the fabic of our lives as ease and ecstasy… i’ve been through enough of these critical junctures to have learned a thing or two about getting through gracefully by befriending, and inviting the bird’s song of lovingkindness… so, today, let us settle into this space and be curious about this gift wrapped seemingly so unattractively… as we sit with it and begin to unwrap it, we notice light is beginning to shine through… yes, as we release the pain and deadness, hope springs alive for the re-weaving of the web of creation…. Hurricane It didn’t behave like anything you had ever imagined. The wind tore at the trees, the rain fell for days slant and hard. The back of the hand to everything. I watched the trees bow and their leaves fall and crawl back into the earth. As though, that was that. This was one hurricane I lived through, the other one was of a different sort, and lasted longer. Then I felt my own leaves giving up and falling. The back of the hand to everything. But listen now to what happened to the actual trees; toward the end of that summer they pushed new leaves from their stubbed limbs. It was the wrong season, yes, but they couldn’t stop. They looked like telephone poles and didn’t care. And after the leaves came blossoms. For some things there are no wrong seasons. Which is what I dream of for me. ~ Mary Oliver ~ blessings…
welcome, welcome to day 18 of a season of peace, the twelfth day of the tibetan fifteen days of miracles and the second day of monlam, the great prayer festival commemorating the fifteen days of miracles path with heart… another beautiful day of gathering the quintessence, ambassadors of love and light with the sun shining through the clouds on the energy of rapture/rupture… for today’s deep listening honoring the prayer festival… …help me to live this day quietly, peacefully. To lean upon Thy great strength trustfully, restfully. To wait for the unfolding of Thy will patiently, serenely. To meet others peacefully, joyously… ~St Francis~ love love love love love
come home to the heart, the ocean of being… Stillness Essence Love Flow welcome, welcome to day 17 of a season of peace, the eleventh day of the tibetan fifteen days of miracles, the first day of monlam, the great prayer festival commemorating the fifteen days of miracles path with heart… another beautiful day of gathering the quintessence, ambassadors of love and light with the sun shining through the clouds on the energy of rapture/rupture… perhaps it’s that today is the ides of free flowing february that draws my attention so raptly to the chaos/cosm of the outer world… yesterday, the year anniversary of the Parkland massacre, today’s declaration of a state of emergency in the USA and on and on… as we hear through the ethers of so much chaos abounding across the planet calling us to listen deeply, to bear witness intimately being ever so patient with what’s riotously germinating in the core, what’s emerging out of the collective, i turn to a poet, another pilgrim on the journey who so beautifully amplifies the message of coming home to the heart and waiting for right action to organically arise out of patiently bearing witness… Do not now seek the answers, which cannot be given to you because you would not be able to live them. Live the questions now. Perhaps you will then gradually, without noticing it, live along some distant day into the answer. – Rainer Maria Rilke – Letters To A Young Poetby Rainer Maria Rilke is an extraordinary book of ten letters written to a young man of nineteen years about to enter the German military named Franz Kappus who wrote Rilke looking for guidance and a critique of some of his poems. Rilke was himself only 27 when the first letter was written. The resulting five year correspondence is a virtual owner’s manual on what it is to be an artist and a person. Since we are all poets, pilgrims on a journey, it seems poetic justice to share the wisdom here and now for us to apply to the metaphor of our own lives… ~ “You ask whether your verses are any good… You have asked others before this. You send them to magazines. You compare them with other poems, and you are upset when certain editors reject your work. Now (since you have said you want my advice) I beg you to stop doing that sort of thing. You are looking outside, and that is what you should most avoid right now. No one can advise or help you – no one. There is only one thing you should do. Go into yourself. Find out the reason that commands you to write; see whether it has spread its roots into the very depths of your heart; confess to yourself whether you would have to die if you were forbidden to write. This most of all: ask yourself in the most silent hour of your night: must I write? Dig into yourself for a deep answer. And if this answer rings out in assent, if you meet this solemn question with a strong, simple “I must”, then build your life in accordance with this necessity; your whole life, even into its humblest and most indifferent hour, must become a sign and witness to this impulse. Then come close to Nature. Then, as if no one had ever tried before, try to say what you see and feel and love and lose.” ~ may we all be peace, love, joy, harmony and patience aligned with source in co-creating the beautyfull cosmos…
Dedicated to St Valentine, Patron Saint of Pilgrims every moment is valentine’s, a celebration of love… every pilgrimage is journeying along the path with heart… every pilgrim is a poet on a journey deeper into the heart, a saunterer – a holy lander, spiraling ever more profoundly into the ground of being where… every breath is a naming prayer every step a walking meditation bringing us home to our one cosmic heart, an ocean of devotion ~ dreams often inspire a flow of contemplation which inspire words and deeds… i’m in a classroom sharing with the openhearted children of the earth, sharing a heart mudra to the tune of “this little light of mine…” where you join your thumbs together for the base of the heart temple and your index fingers together for the spire which you place on your third eye to open the flow of divine light to shine through the heart as lovingkindness and compassion and then you move your hands, the heart temple of light, down to the belly, the center of being, the stillpoint, the watery womb of creation and with this movement, this simple action, our inner light, the eternal flame flows soundlessly throughout the all that is in ever widening waves, one with the tides of interbeing, the sheltering arms of the tree of life… ~ as we meet this moment fully, we are loving kindness and compassion, joy dancing in swirling and whirling circles of peace passing all understanding, one with divine flow… ~ may we be filled with loving kindness may we be well may we be peaceful and at ease may we be happy ~
welcome, welcome to day 15 of a season of peace, the ninth day of the tibetan fifteen days of miracles, our day to celebrate self love as we travel the path with heart… another beautiful day of gathering the quintessence, ambassadors of love and light with the sun shining through the clouds on the energy of rapture… yes, LALAs, love ambassadors, light ambassadors, it all comes down to being love, period; for in the field of the great beyond we real-eyes we belong to each other,that tthis moment, this day we choose love letting it begin with SELF (Stillness Essence Love Flow)… in honor of self love day… “You are SO Much More Than Enough” by Shiloh Sophia McCloud You Are So Much More Than Enough You think you are not enough and so that means what you do is never enough. I think the story “I am not enough” is a lie. I am wondering why we, intelligent, lovely, brave souls that we are, would go on believing a lie? So today is a day for miracles for shedding old stories and I am wondering who is ready to shed that one? Ready. Set. Let’s Go. And when you are done with that you can join us in inventing a new story. One where you choose yourself right now right where you are regardless of your circumstances. One where we choose to tell the truth about ourselves to ourselves and to others. The truth is: you are more wonderful than you can imagine and it is nothing short of a miracle that you were even born at this time on this planet to do your work no matter what that is. We have lived long enough thinking ‘not enough’ is a way of being. It’s not. Today that ends. A way of being is to love the sometimes fragile and broken and sometimes confused and still glorious self that you are. A way of being is to reinvent, with us, in this moment a story about who you are that you would love to tell and live. This is an invitation to unleash your own personal legend. To transform the critic into the almighty muse… thank you for joining in this global community sharing the medicine of love…
welcome, welcome to day 14 of a season of peace, the eighth day of the tibetan fifteen days of miracles, our day to simply be, to simply be love as we travel the path with heart… another beautiful day of gathering the quintessence, ambassadors of love and light with the sun still shining through the clouds on the energy of rebirth and riotous revolution germinating deep in the earth… yes, ambassadors of love, it all comes down to being love, period; for in the field beyond words is simply the frequency we vibrate in the vast wave rolling through the cosmos… it’s also the pearl of the practice of the poetic peace pilgrimage which we are sauntering together, walking to the wholly land, making the archetypal shero journey to self... here’s an old sherpa’s map, a guide for being love and coming home to the heart… Smile(Start My Internal Love Engine) with every breath, with every step, in every moment, recommit to love… Honorthe flame within the center of your being by breathing in through our one heart fanning the flame with loops of thank you, thank you, thank you… EmbraceJoy and all that comes as hospitable host, befriend and embrace everything, all our relations… Reverenceand stand for truth wholeheartedly welcoming wounds and the wounded – the treasure chest of wisdom… Openin ever widening spirals to all that is with a courage, a heart broken wide open for light to stream in… Journey To Spreadfor giveness from the stillpoint, love, peace and joy are here in this moment Emanategrace, the harmony of the cosmic wave re-membering everything is grace Loveliberally, love liberates us all Flowas cosmic wave rippling through the cosmos Happy Trails! on the path of lovingkindness… always wandering in wonder, always being love… may we be filled with lovingkindness…
welcome, welcome to day 13 of a season of peace, the seventh day of the tibetan fifteen days of miracles, our day to travel the path with heart cruising down the rainbow trail as dreamweavers, the one who enter the gateway into infinity, the path with heart, the path of rainbow mystery… another beautiful day of gathering the quintessence, ambassadors of love and light with the sun still shining through the clouds on the energy of rebirth and riotous revolution germinating deep in the earth… “Anything is one of a million paths. Therefore you must always keep in mind that a path is only a path; if you feel you should not follow it, you must not stay with it under any conditions. To have such clarity you must lead a disciplined life. Only then will you know that any path is only a path and there is no affront, to oneself or to others, in dropping it if that is what your heart tells you to do. But your decision to keep on the path or to leave it must be free of fear or ambition. I warn you. Look at every path closely and deliberately. Try it as many times as you think necessary. This question is one that only a very old man asks. Does this path have a heart? All paths are the same: they lead nowhere. They are paths going through the bush, or into the bush. In my own life I could say I have traversed long long paths, but I am not anywhere. Does this path have a heart? If it does, the path is good; if it doesn’t, it is of no use. Both paths lead nowhere; but one has a heart, the other doesn’t. One makes for a joyful journey; as long as you follow it, you are one with it. The other will make you curse your life. One makes you strong; the other weakens you, a path with heart is easy; it does not make you work at liking it..” ~ Don Juan ~
~ we are one heart overflowing with love inextricably connected to the stars above and the river below of rainbow flow ~ may we all travel the path with heart – looking, looking breathlessly… seeing, being luminous rainbow energy…
such a treasure chest of riches is this moment, this day… welcome, welcome to day 12 of a season of peace, the sixth day of the tibetan fifteen days of miracles, our day to celebrate the astonishing light of being, the 56th day of this year for me, a day when my thoughts turn to intoxication – being drunk on love and another beautiful day of gathering the quintessence, ambassadors of love and light with the sun still shining through the clouds on the energy of rebirth and riotous revolution germinating deep in the earth… on this tenth day of freely flowing february, the calling is being, simply being, being essence which is to say being love and offering light and lovingkindness to all our relatives from the depths of our one cosmic heart knowing that the only thing lasting forever is love… “I love you. Why save these words for someone special? Let them flow to everyone you meet. I love you. Let it be a given. Automatic. I love you… Whoever you are… I love you…” ~ Scott Stabile ~ perhaps, you already practice this with everyone… if so, keep it up and if not, now’s the moment and this is our mission as ambassadors of love… and yes, if it’s too new to say this to all you come in contact with, say it to yourself, at least at first until you grow into your full stature of being who you are born to be… love walking around in form… and, yes, i love you… happy astonishing light of being an intoxiate of lovingkindness every moment, every breath, every step… namaste’
welcome, welcome to day 11 of a season of peace, the fifth day of the tibetan fifteen days of miracles, another beautiful day of gathering the quintessence, ambassadors of love and light with the sun still shining through the clouds on the energy of rebirth and riotous revolution germinating deep in the earth… on this ninth day of freely flowing february, the calling is dream hibernating and attuning to the angelic realms, offering light and lovingkindness to all our relatives from the depths of our one cosmic heart… let us be ambassadors of light and lovingkindness in this moment, in every moment humming, re-joy-sing, dolphin dancing all is well… join me in asking for and feeling the pure light messengers of the invisible realms standing at our head and feet showering us with healing energy into every wild cell so that we experience the deepest knowing that we are always being supported and able in every moment to pass this peace forward… namaste’
welcome, welcome to day 10 of a season of peace, the fourth day of the tibetan fifteen days of miracles, another beautiful day of gathering the quintessence, ambassadors of peace with the sun still shining through the clouds on the energy of rebirth and the riotous revolution of love… on this eighth day of freely flowing february, the calling is being peace, offering peace to another relative or community from the depths of our one heart… let us be ambassadors of peace in this moment, in every moment humming, re-joy-sing, dancing the anthem of the poetic peace pilgrimage… Let there be peace on earth And let it begin with me Let there be peace on earth The peace that was meant to be With earth as our mother Family all are we Let me walk with my relative In perfect harmony Let peace begin with me Let this be the moment now With every step I take Let this be my solemn vow To take each moment And live each moment To take each moment And live each moment To take each moment And live each moment In peace eternally Let there be peace on earth Let there be peace on earth Let there be peace on earth And let it begin With me…
