Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 7 – Day 151 – 5/15/2020

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tonight, i have listened to the Dalai Lama as he broadcast live from Dharamsala and was re-minded of the Buddha’s words to concentrate the mind on the present moment, being here as fully as one can and open to what is… in this moment, i am tuning into the cosmic hum and hearing Rumi’s re-assuring words of trusting in Beloved’s orchestration of the journey along with the heartsong’s reassurance that great mystery is always with us, always re-membering us…

are you also hearing The Beloved’s love song echoing through the canyons and valleys of our deep earth beingness? are you feeling trust in the journey and able to rest and relax, tune into the tiny space of the heart, into true nature, beloved community  where we all belong to each other?

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It has no membership, save those who know they belong.

It has no rivals because it is non competitive.

It has no ambition – it seeks only to serve.

It knows no boundaries, for nationalisms are unloving.

It is not of itself because it seeks to enrich all groups and religions.

It acknowledges all great teachers of all the ages who have shown the truth of love.

Those who participate, practice the truth of love in all their being.

There is no walk of life or nationality that is a barrier.

Those who are, know.

It seeks not to teach, but to be, and by being, enriched.

It recognizes that the way we are may be the way of those around us because we are that way.

It recognizes the whole planet as a being of which we are a part.

It recognizes that the time has come for the supreme transmutation, the ultimate alchemical act of conscious change of the ego in to a voluntary return to the whole.

It does not proclaim itself with a loud voice, but in the subtle realms of loving.

It salutes all those in the past who have blazoned the path, but have paid the price.

It admits no hierarchy or structure, for no one is greater than another.

Its members shall know each other by their deeds and being, and by their eyes and by no other outward sign, save the fraternal embrace.

Each one will dedicate their life to the silent loving of their neighbour and environment, and the planet, will carry out their task, however exalted or humble.

It recognizes the supremacy of the great idea, which may only be accomplished if the human race practices the supremacy of love.

It has no reward to offer, either here or in the hereafter, save that of the ineffable joy of being and loving.

Each shall seek to advance the cause of understanding, doing good by stealth and teaching only by example.

They shall heal their neighbour, their community, our planet and living beings in whatever form they take.

They shall know no fear and feel no shame and their witness shall prevail over all odds.

It has no secret, no arcanum, no initiation, save that of true understanding of the power of love and that, if we want it to be so, the world will change, but only if we change.

All who belong, belong; they belong to the Church of Love.

The Cathar Creed of 1244 AD

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Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 7 – Day 150 – 5/14/2020

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today, i am longing for the sea, so i float like a cloud in the buoyansea imagining i am an instrument of peace… a water harp, a hollow reed, a true refuge of emptiness/spaciousness where divine mother waters flow through entraining every cell to hum her cosmic grace frequency, to sing the joy of the bubbling wellspring at the core of being…

deep moments of listening fill the bowl/chalice/heart/womb with haunting melodies as well on this rainy day in portalandia known in the mayan calendar synchronisticly as the day of rain and echo/reverberate throughout the canyon lands of being… in this silence, etherial music flows as gently as water through the reeds…

what a sweet day being a hollow reed, an instrument of peace… tuning into the rhythm of cosmic hum, relaxing into the running waves that come, savoring, especially, the hohum… meeting each moment as a friend, breathing out and breathing in, vibrating at the frequency of a grin… knowing the greatest gift we offer to each other is our openhearted presence, may each moment be sacred space of reverence with each step a soulful dance of kissing the earth…

and, may we all feel the deep peace of the stillpoint that is always alive within, thousandfold blessings, beautiful friend …

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 7 – Day 149 – 5/13/2020

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a day of coming deeper and deeper into the sacred space of the heart…. another pilgrimage into slowing down rhythms and being peaceful repose… free to be fully present in the eternal moment of now, open to lovingkindness circling through the web of life…

may we all come together in this moment to breathe the infinite love we are through our one heart blessing the cosmos as the cosmos blesses all that is in a seamless circle eternally… breathing in open the way, breathing out toward the one…

we are a vast sea of love energy… tuning into this awesome frequency is as simple as a smile to start my internal love engine and some deep heart breaths to slow down and embrace and reverence this moment, this beautiful moment which opens our one heart ever wider to radiate love…

may we all live a meaningful life, one of purpose, of wevolution, of being compassion and loving kindness with every breath, with every step tuning into and dancing the frequency of awe…  in this potent field at the stillpoint where there’s only the dance, the dolphin dance of unconditional love, of exquisitely fluid ease and grace, of wholeness in the buoyantsea while side by side the lava lake roars underground awakening us to the fires of purification preparing us for the great turning…

deepest bows and thousandfold thanks for this blessed moment, this surrendering what’s outgrown to make space for the new, for the true… may we always embody the dream of the dolphin – being joy, being love, being harmony…

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 7 – Day 148 – 5/12/2020

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it is metamorpho-sing may and the cosmic hum, el canto hondo, resounding through my being, our one being is this song of transformation… the words on this image, i call rebirth, have been a daily mantra for going on five years now, such beautiful instruction on transformation, something all relatives might want to tune into right now… thanks be for the cosmic hum singing these sounds, for the ringing of the bell entraining other bells to ring, for the dancing of the soul in the stillpoint of the cosmos, sacred space at the core of our being, our true refuge of emptiness, home sweet home, garden of the radiant wave where we return to ebb and flow with every breath, in every moment… sink down now, sync into, soften and open to the wonders of grandmother’s weaving us into a seamless tapestry, an awesome weaveolution, co-creative wespace, belonging place… home….

it seems in such perfect rhythm that this melody flows through just as venus goes retrograde, a dance that lasts for 43 days until june 24th/25th… within this powerful window, venus and we undergo a massive metamorphosis in her relationship with the sun as she rebirths as the morning star to begin her next 8 year cycle…

feminine essence, embodiment and expression of venusian energies are undergoing quantum shifting are you feeling the downloading and uprising as we return to sophia amplifying global star seeded consciousness…

as we all are baptized in the light of sophia’s wisdom, may we awaken to all that we are as we come home to the heart… blessed bee…

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 7 – Day 147 – 5/11/2020

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Happy Mothering Peaceful Gaia Day!

every day is mama gaia day and there’s another peace i want to insert into our celebration of the annual mother’s peace day, so, in honor of mama gaia, grandmother spider and all her relatives…

“Dear Great Hearted One,

This day we honor and celebrate
the women who have given life to us,
the women who give life to ideas,
the women who died giving life,
the women who wanted to have a child,
but didn’t get to,
the women who right now
are tilling their fertile soil for new seed,
the women who choose not to have a child
but have many children,
the women who are in captivity,
the women who are free,
those who were mothered well,
and those who had crazy mamas,
because any mama that did not love you well,
was not well enough,
the women who are struggling
this moment to care for their babies,
and the women who right now
snuggle with little ones under
feather comforters,
for those whose mamas have gone on,
and for those who are mamas to be,
for women who miscarried precious life,
and those who carried many lives,
for single mamas who want their mate,
and for married mamas who want to be seen and heard,
for those who never got to have a mama hold them,
and for those mama’s whose children
will not speak to them.A Blessings for happy mamas and sad mamas and all the ones in between,especially those in need of rest and to speak their own voices.To Mama earth and all her children.
With Gratitude to the Great Mama of all,

…All life today, we celebrate on Mama Day.

Blessed Mother of life, hear the prayers
of your children this day.

Open our hearts to hear
that which you are speaking to us and through us.”

~ Shiloh Sophia ~

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 7 – Day 146 – 5/10/2020

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“I wish I could show you when you are lonely or in darkness the astonishing light of your own being.”

~Hafiz ~

for this week’s installment of the astonishing light of being which falls on Mother’s Day, we have a wonderful astonishing light of mothering peace in the person of Julia Ward Howe…

many countries around the world celebrate mother’s day on the second sunday of may; in the United States, the origins of the official holiday go back to 1870 when Julia Ward Howe – an abolitionist best remembered as the poet who wrote “Battle Hymn of the Republic” – worked to establish a Mother’s Peace Day. Howe dedicated the celebration to the eradication of war and organized festivities in Boston for years….

her call for women to arise remains electrifying one hundred and fifty years later… we need to return to its original focus – that of promoting world peace…  on this Mother’s Day, honor your mother by contributing to the “great and general interests of peace” both at home and abroad… when 1000 mothers come together calling for peace, harmony becomes the frequency of consciousness…

may all mothers of invention feeling divine feminine energy rising within, no matter our gender, come together being peace now with the power to heal, soothe suffering, conjure courage and be the transformation…

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 7 – Day 145 – 5/9/2020

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i ventured on a re-treat this week to tune into the cosmic hum, that secret song of source singing through us and i real -eyes two years ago on this very week, i also went on a retreat to be one with dolphins, to attune to their sonic field, to drink in the dream of their soul songs and what a delight to have these melodies flowing through the ocean of being, these haunting melodies of re-membering, these beautiful sounds of silence transporting us home sacredly, secretly, silently, softly, surrenderedly, synchronisticly to the place of true belonging, the stillpoint of creation where there’s only the dance of the sounds of silence… i was about to say that the outer world circumstances were so different two years ago and then i re-member the day before i landed a volcano had started erupting so that we were also in such a moment of uncertainty and wondering what’s going on which calls for deep listening…

trees dancing… birds singing,,, winds whispering… leaves rustling… stars sparkling… clouds floating… water falling home… planets orbiting… cats purring…. pots and pans banging welcoming workers home… people singing… gaia’s heartbeat pulsing… flowing in the rhythm of  the cosmic hum… listening, listening, listening to the heartsong which reminds that the world doesn’t come to an end, energy isn’t created or destroyed, it is transmuted and the hum sings to relax into this great turning, to go with the flow down, down, down into the ocean’s core, the stillpoint where all is well, peaceful and serene…

still in the radiation of the super full moon of enlightenment and in the unitve field of silent re-treat, it seems appropriate to close this peace in the manner His Holiness opens each day and may we all join in and take this as our purpose for these times…

May I Be A Guide

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 the sky
Until all beings are free from sorrow
And all are awakened.

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 7 – Day 144 – 5/8/2020

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may we always stand like curious children before great mystery…

another day in the stillness of the bardo- like state where we have lost our old reality and don’t yet know what our new reality might be luxuriating in true emptiness, sacred space of the void/open spaciousness/liberation where we are free from bondage to any dogma/system/anything and free to be our true nature re-membering we are bits of dancing stars wandering in the great beyond…

this rupture, in our old way of seeing and being, may also bring with it a sense of groundlessness, uncertainty and our instinct to fill in the story as quickly as possible so we can hold on to some sense of continuity in our lives to which i say, not so fast…

injoy this mind-blowing magical mystery tour moment we all collectively find ourselves in with mama gaia imploring us to deeply reflect upon and contemplate our true reality and how we are to be in the turning and unfolding of great mystery… as Carl Sagan reminds us, “The nitrogen in our DNA, the calcium in our teeth, the iron in our blood, the carbon in our apple pies were made in the interiors of collapsing stars. We are made of starstuff.”

and, may we relax into the reality of not knowing, impermanence and uncertainty as we bear witness compassionately to the powerful dynamism of the cosmos coming into harmony…

“Before you judge others or claim any absolute truth, consider that you can see less than 1% of the electromagnetic spectrum and hear less than 1% of the acoustic spectrum. As you read this, you are traveling at 220 kilometers per second across the galaxy. 90% of the cells in your body carry their own microbial DNA and are not “you”. The atoms in your body are 99.9999999999999999% empty space and none of them are the ones you were born with, but they all originated in the belly of a star. Human beings have 46 chromosomes, 2 less than the common potato. The existence of the rainbow depends on the conical photoreceptors in your eyes; to animals without cones, the rainbow does not exist. So you don’t just look at a rainbow, you create it. This is pretty amazing, especially considering that all the beautiful colors you see represent less than 1% of the electromagnetic spectrum.”

~Anonymous~

may we gather our courage and use this collective initiation wisely transmuting into dancing rainbow mystery, luminescent stars shining across infinity’s deep sea answering mama gaia’s call to live imaginally, as the next iteration of all our relations living by source’s original instructions in a peaceable realm, a unitive field knowing in every cell we are one…

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 7 – Day 143 – 5/7/2020

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“Your soul knows the geography of your destiny. Your soul alone has the map of your future, therefore you can trust this indirect, oblique side of yourself. If you do, it will take you where you need to go, but more important it will teach you a kindness of rhythm in your journey.”

~John O’Donohue ~

beloved, we hear the call to wander into wonder on this day of the full moon of enlightenment and feel the buddha’s outpouring of blessings inspiring us to fall into grace, to dream in the rhythm of dolphins, to tune into celestial spheres and transform into radiant orbs of luminescence floating through the sky sea of love catalysed to serve and support all sentient beings…

on this day of celebrating awakening to our purpose and trusting in our soul to show us the wat, let us invoke our true nature of divine light…

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I am created by Divine Light

I am sustained by Divine Light

I am protected by Divine Light

I am surrounded by Divine Light

I am ever growing into Divine Light…

Every cell of this my physical body is filled with Divine Light;

Every level of my consciousness is illumined with Divine Light.

The Divine Light penetrates every single cell of my being,

Every level of consciousness.

I have become a channel of pure Light.

I am One with the Light…

~

this radiance pilgrimage blessing is a beautyway to open and close each day letting this light spiral from source to the heart…

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 7 – Day 142 – 5/6/2020

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on this night before the full super moon of illumination, blessings and enlightenment under the sun of taurus, just hours before the high water mark of spiritual blessing, gifting, offering in the world, the day before wesak, the festival celebrating Buddha’s birth, enlightenment and death, let us join together in a one heart meditation in gratitude for every sacred moment and for all our relations living as one rainbow people of peace…

Breathing In, I enjoy my in-breath.
Breathing out, I enjoy my out-breath.
Enjoying In-breath.
Enjoying Out-breath.

Breathing In, I become mindful of my heart beating, sending blood and new oxygen to every part of my body.
Breathing out, I smile to this life, flowing inside me
Aware of heart beating
Smiling to life flowing through me

Breathing In, I feel my in-breath bringing life to every cell of my body
Breathing out, I feel my out-breath deepening my awareness of being alive
In-breath, bringing life to every cell
Out-breath, deepening my being alive

Breathing In, I know that my heart beating is also the heart of my ancestors, with all their dreams, joy, happiness, strength and courage
Breathing out, I am determined to continue to nourish this heart for them and for me
My heart, the heart of my ancestors
Determined to continue their joy, courage and strength

Breathing In, I know that my heart beating is also the heart of my ancestors, with all their fears, sadness, hunger, anger, hatred and discrimination
Breathing out, I am determined to practice to transform the afflictions of my ancestors in my own heart
My heart, the heart of my ancestors
Determined to transform their afflictions

Breathing in, I am aware of the very many hearts beating in this room right now, bringing life, blood and oxygen to many parts of the many bodies here.
Breathing out, I smile to this life flowing all around me
Aware of very many hearts around
Smiling to life flowing all around me

Breathing in, I am aware that all these hearts are the hearts of many ancestors, with their joy, dreams and suffering
Breathing out, I am determined to learn to embrace, accept and love all the people around me
Hearts around, the hearts of many ancestors
Determined to embrace, accept and love

Breathing in, I am aware of the Heart of the Earth under and all around me, beating in the trees, rocks, grass, water, birds…
Breathing out, I take refuge in the Heart of the Earth, in Her Love, Strength, Forbearance and Creativity, always bringing forth new life.
Aware of the Heart of the Earth
Taking refuge in the Earth

may we all be blessed by the thousand thousandfold blessings Buddha rains upon us under this magical moon…