Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 7 – Day 111 – 4/5/2020

A GENEROUS HEART IS ALWAYS OPEN, ALWAYS READY TO RECEIVE OUR GOING AND COMING. IN THE MIDST OF SUCH LOVE WE NEED NEVER FEAR ABANDONMENT. THIS IS THE MOST PRECIOUS GIFT TRUE LOVE OFFERS – THE EXPERIENCE OF KNOWING WE ALWAYS BELONG.

– BELL HOOKS –

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well come, well come, well come to the day of the Golden Rule, a day for all our relatives, beginning with ourselves, to treat each other as we want to be treated… on this day and every day, may we live lovingkindness and compassion… speaking of which, many have renamed the corona virus, the karuna (compassion) virus and may it be so on this day the UN has formally declared as an international day of conscience when we are all called to shine the astonishing light of our being…

“A century has passed since the end of World War I, as well as seven decades since the end of World War II; the devastation of war deepens people’s aspirations for peace. Humanity’s pursuit of peace has never stopped, yet the world remains tumultuous.

Interdependent and interconnected, all world citizens are encouraged to face international and national crises with compassion, bravery, and genuine wisdom as they actively seek peace and harmony as well as multi-win plans to benefit Mother Earth and all people.

Love and peace advance the well-being of the people of the world, and they are the most important cornerstones of global sustainability. All world citizens are encouraged to nurture love in their hearts to strike a balance in the enhancement of economic, social, cultural, spiritual, technological, and educational development.

Conscience is the wellspring of love; it is essential to awaken world citizens’ conscience to promote love, tolerance, acceptance, and care among people, thus enhancing friendships, family bonds, and international relationships, which facilitates a united world, where all people work together for the common good.

An excellent culture is the foundation of a quality education, which is essential for sustainable economic development. Countries are encouraged to promote a culture of conscience and incorporate the best aspects of other cultures and education systems to improve national economies.

When the majority of people follow their conscience and dedicate themselves to spreading love, fostering coexistence regardless of differences, using wisdom to resolve conflicts, and inspiring others to act similarly, the world can achieve peace.”

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in this moment, this wild precious moment, may we treat others from the spaciousness of a noble heart re-membering…

“Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails.”

~ 1 Corinthian 13:4-8 ~

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treat each other well for we belong to each other all enfolded in our one cosmic heart…

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 7 – Day 110 – 4/4/2020

today marks the closing of the season of peace; just as the season opened on the day Mahatma Gandhi was assassinated, we close on the day Martin Luther King was killed, so, today is dedicated to peacemakers, to earth angels… today is an auspicious portal day – 4-4-4 – called the great awakening and may it be so… so much to share on this day when so many came together in one loooong mindful moment for the jupiter-pluto conjunction, the being beloved community…

fifty-three years ago today, the prophet and poet, Martin Luther King, Jr delivered a rousing call to action in a speech entitled, Beyond Vietnam: A Time to Break Silence, to an overflow crowd at Riverside Church in New York City. Dr King’s challenge to engage in a radical revolution of values holds as true now as it did then and is so in keeping with our coming together today and the call we each need to answer, let us breathe in his words and then walk this talk with our every step, thought, word and deed…

I am convinced that if we are to get on to the right side of the world revolution, we as a nation must undergo a radical revolution of values. We must rapidly begin, we must rapidly begin the shift from a thing-oriented society to a person-oriented society. When machines and computers, profit motives and property rights, are considered more important than people, the giant triplets of racism, extreme materialism, and militarism are incapable of being conquered.

A true revolution of values will soon cause us to question the fairness and justice of many of our past and present policies. On the one hand we are called to play the Good Samaritan on life’s roadside, but that will be only an initial act. One day we must come to see that the whole Jericho Road must be transformed so that men and women will not be constantly beaten and robbed as they make their journey on life’s highway. True compassion is more than flinging a coin to a beggar. It comes to see than an edifice which produces beggars needs restructuring.

A true revolution of values will soon look uneasily on the glaring contrast of poverty and wealth. With righteous indignation, it will look across the seas and see individual capitalists of the West investing huge sums of money in Asia, Africa, and South America, only to take the profits out with no concern for the social betterment of the countries, and say, “This is not just.” It will look at our alliance with the landed gentry of South America and say, “This is not just.” The Western arrogance of feeling that it has everything to teach others and nothing to learn from them is not just.

A true revolution of values will lay hand on the world order and say of war, “This way of settling differences is not just.” This business of burning human beings with napalm, of filling our nation’s homes with orphans and widows, of injecting poisonous drugs of hate into the veins of peoples normally humane, of sending men home from dark and bloody battlefields physically handicapped and psychologically deranged, cannot be reconciled with wisdom, justice, and love. A nation that continues year after year to spend more money on military defense than on programs of social uplift is approaching spiritual death.

America, the richest and most powerful nation in the world, can well lead the way in this revolution of values. There is nothing except a tragic death wish to prevent us from reordering our priorities so that the pursuit of peace will take precedence over the pursuit of war. There is nothing to keep us from molding a recalcitrant status quo with bruised hands until we have fashioned it into a brotherhood.

This kind of positive revolution of values is our best defense against communism. War is not the answer. Communism will never be defeated by the use of atomic bombs or nuclear weapons. Let us not join those who shout war and, through their misguided passions, urge the United States to relinquish its participation in the United Nations. These are days which demand wise restraint and calm reasonableness. We must not engage in a negative anticommunism, but rather in a positive thrust for democracy, realizing that our greatest defense against communism is to take offensive action in behalf of justice. We must with positive action seek to remove those conditions of poverty, insecurity, and injustice, which are the fertile soil in which the seed of communism grows and develops.

These are revolutionary times. All over the globe men are revolting against old systems of exploitation and oppression, and out of the wounds of a frail world, new systems of justice and equality are being born. The shirtless and barefoot people of the land are rising up as never before. The people who sat in darkness have seen a great light. We in the West must support these revolutions.

It is a sad fact that because of comfort, complacency, a morbid fear of communism, and our proneness to adjust to injustice, the Western nations that initiated so much of the revolutionary spirit of the modern world have now become the arch antirevolutionaries. This has driven many to feel that only Marxism has a revolutionary spirit. Therefore, communism is a judgment against our failure to make democracy real and follow through on the revolutions that we initiated. Our only hope today lies in our ability to recapture the revolutionary spirit and go out into a sometimes hostile world declaring eternal hostility to poverty, racism, and militarism. With this powerful commitment we shall boldly challenge the status quo and unjust mores, and thereby speed the day when “every valley shall be exalted, and every mountain and hill shall be made low; the crooked shall be made straight, and the rough places plain.”

A genuine revolution of values means in the final analysis that our loyalties must become ecumenical rather than sectional. Every nation must now develop an overriding loyalty to mankind as a whole in order to preserve the best in their individual societies.

This call for a worldwide fellowship that lifts neighborly concern beyond one’s tribe, race, class, and nation is in reality a call for an all-embracing and unconditional love for all mankind. This oft misunderstood, this oft misinterpreted concept, so readily dismissed by the Nietzsches of the world as a weak and cowardly force, has now become an absolute necessity for the survival of man. When I speak of love I am not speaking of some sentimental and weak response. I’m not speaking of that force which is just emotional bosh. I am speaking of that force which all of the great religions have seen as the supreme unifying principle of life. Love is somehow the key that unlocks the door which leads to ultimate reality. This Hindu-Muslim-Christian-Jewish-Buddhist belief about ultimate reality is beautifully summed up in the first epistle of Saint John: “Let us love one another, for love is God. And every one that loveth is born of God and knoweth God. He that loveth not knoweth not God, for God is love. . . . If we love one another, God dwelleth in us and his love is perfected in us.” Let us hope that this spirit will become the order of the day.

We can no longer afford to worship the god of hate or bow before the altar of retaliation. The oceans of history are made turbulent by the ever-rising tides of hate. History is cluttered with the wreckage of nations and individuals that pursued this self-defeating path of hate. As Arnold Toynbee says: “Love is the ultimate force that makes for the saving choice of life and good against the damning choice of death and evil. Therefore the first hope in our inventory must be the hope that love is going to have the last word.”

We are now faced with the fact, my friends, that tomorrow is today. We are confronted with the fierce urgency of now. In this unfolding conundrum of life and history, there is such a thing as being too late. Procrastination is still the thief of time. Life often leaves us standing bare, naked, and dejected with a lost opportunity. The tide in the affairs of men does not remain at flood—it ebbs. We may cry out desperately for time to pause in her passage, but time is adamant to every plea and rushes on. Over the bleached bones and jumbled residues of numerous civilizations are written the pathetic words, “Too late.” There is an invisible book of life that faithfully records our vigilance or our neglect. Omar Khayyam is right: “The moving finger writes, and having writ moves on.”

We still have a choice today: nonviolent coexistence or violent coannihilation. We must move past indecision to action. We must find new ways to speak for peace in Vietnam and justice throughout the developing world, a world that borders on our doors. If we do not act, we shall surely be dragged down the long, dark, and shameful corridors of time reserved for those who possess power without compassion, might without morality, and strength without sight.

Now let us begin. Now let us rededicate ourselves to the long and bitter, but beautiful, struggle for a new world. This is the calling of the sons of God, and our brothers wait eagerly for our response. Shall we say the odds are too great? Shall we tell them the struggle is too hard? Will our message be that the forces of American life militate against their arrival as full men, and we send our deepest regrets? Or will there be another message—of longing, of hope, of solidarity with their yearnings, of commitment to their cause, whatever the cost? The choice is ours, and though we might prefer it otherwise, we must choose in this crucial moment of human history.

As that noble bard of yesterday, James Russell Lowell, eloquently stated:

Once to every man and nation comes a moment do decide,
In the strife of truth and Falsehood, for the good or evil side;
Some great cause, God’s new Messiah offering each the bloom or blight,
And the choice goes by forever ‘twixt that darkness and that light.
Though the cause of evil prosper, yet ‘tis truth alone is strong
Though her portions be the scaffold, and upon the throne be wrong
Yet that scaffold sways the future, and behind the dim unknown
Standeth God within the shadow, keeping watch above his own.

And if we will only make the right choice, we will be able to transform this pending cosmic elegy into a creative psalm of peace. If we will make the right choice, we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our world into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. If we will but make the right choice, we will be able to speed up the day, all over America and all over the world, when justice will roll down like waters, and righteousness like a mighty stream.

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 7 – Day 109/2300 Days – 7 Years – 4/3/2020

living from the heart

every step a thanksgiving

each breath a prayer

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welcome, welcome to day 64 of 64 days of a season of  peace and to day 2300 of dreamweaving crystalline peaces for this phase of the journey… we are also on the eve of the portal of awakening, 4-4-4, sacred frequency of the angels, a day when we’ll gather across the cosmos to breathe in the new… join me now in perfuming the field…

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Invoking the Light of Grace

In the name of the Great Mother, we invoke the benevolent streams of universal light to come and enfold us in a soft cocoon of love’s transforming grace. COME COME COME… subtle realms of higher vibration to infuse this coalescing energetic matrix with the purest frequencies of harmony, balance and stability. May this field of redeeming grace weave ever so gently, in, through and around us now, blessing us with its qualities of enduring strength and resilience. We now invite the Holy Spirit to enter into the deepest regions of our thoughts and feelings, offering up all of our resistances, attachments, pains, stress, anxiety and suffering to this inner Divine Presence. Holy Spirit, please help us to see our personal circumstances through the eyes of the soul. Shift our perceptions into right understanding, that we may pass through our difficult times with more poise and equanimity. Let deep and abiding comfort come from remembering who we really are… embodied expressions of divinity… There is no greater source of comfort than the Holy Spirit within us. There is no greater source of comfort than the Holy Spirit within us. There is no greater source of comfort than the Holy Spirit within us. By and through our experiences of suffering…

May our hearts be softened. May our minds be purified. May our words be more tenderly spoken. May our thoughts extend love to every living thing. May our actions be a blessing unto the world. May our souls shine throughout our expression. And may we be continually humbled. Beloved of all life, please saturate the Unity Grid with wave after wave of transforming love and grace bringing greater comfort and understanding to every soul who desires it. May every being move more deeply into your embrace now, that we may be consoled as one. May this focus of Divine Light and its containing matrix be made imperishable, eternally sustained, all powerfully active and ever expanding until the evolutionary plan is fulfilled for all living things in accordance with the highest good of all. We seal this activity in Cosmic Peace.

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hover over us, beloved, and center us in grace…

deep bows and thousand thousandfold thanks…

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Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 7 – Day 108/2299 Days – 7 Years – 4/2/2020

i awaken today on this second day of arrived april with a song singing me… proud mary…

“If you come down to the river
Bet you gonna find some people who live
You don’t have to worry ’cause you have no money
People on the river are happy to giveBig wheel keep on turnin’
Proud Mary keep on burnin’
Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ on the river
Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ on the riverRollin’, rollin’, rollin’ on the river
Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ on the river…”

so, here we are rolling down the river of life on this auspicious 108th day in the seventh year which is 2299 days in toto and last night i featured the holy fool, #22 in the tarot… by the way, tonight i get to see i played an april fool’s joke on myself last night calling it 3/31 rather than 4/1…

now, welcome, welcome to day 63 of a season of peace, a day of rolling down the river of life the rhythm of i have arrived, i am home in the present moment, a slowed down, mindful moment walking in the footsteps of awakened, arrived beings…

this rolling river picture is of the metolius, to get there from my cell you travel on route 22, the number of the holy fool, a bodhisattva, an awakened being of grace, and arrive at wizard falls traveling on a bit to get to the threshold of our cabin in the woods on the banks of the mighty metolius… as we enter our home sweet home, we are met with messages to enjoy this moment and simplify… what a pleasure and joy to swim in this stream in this moment, in every moment, always arriving home to enjoy this moment and simplify, come home to the essential as we collectively all swim in the stream of initiation separated from what we have known, dying to the old, breathing in the new where all our relatives are one being happy to give…

breathing in happy to give,,, breathing out letting go…

Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ on the river
Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ on the river…

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 7 – Day 107 – 4/1/2020

welcome, welcome to day 62 of a season of peace and to the first day of the awakened month of arrived april, the day of celebrating the holy fool…

traditionally, the fool card in the tarot is associated with the numbers, 0 and 22… at 0, the fool symbolizes life force before manifestation; at 22, the fool has sauntered the 21 keys of the major arcana completing a full cycle of awareness and experience and now steps beyond into a new dimension of limitless potential as a free and easy wanderer, an awakened and arrived pilgrim…

so, on this first day of April, as we celebrate the ultimate pilgrim, the holy fool, let us bless this new beginning of a moon of awakened arrival, of coming home to the present moment by contemplating what’s been quietly forming, what’s emerging…

for me, the pathless path continues to be more and more mysterious in proportion with letting go to flow… this living more and more in the now takes heart, courage, it is a defying of gravity and moving into levitating… i’m trusting in Beloved and the power of love as iterated below by the incomparable Rumi…

“This is love: to fly toward a secret sky, to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment. First to let go of life. Finally, to take a step without feet.”

thousandfold thanks for sharing this adventurous journey and what’s awakening and arriving in you…

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 7 – Day 106 – 3/31/2020

“Journeys bring power and love back into you. If you can’t go somewhere, move in the passageways of the self. They are like shafts of light, always changing, and you change when you explore them.”
~ Rumi ~

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welcome, welcome to day 61 of a season of peace, this day of closing the circle of musing on mutating march, a day of reverie reverencing this wild and woolly moon of transformation, this moon of our deepening the journey, the pilgrimage into great rainbow mystery, of sauntering, as in walking on holy land, into unknown passages

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“For a seed to achieve its greatest expression, it must come completely undone. The shell cracks, its insides come out and everything changes. To someone who doesn’t understand growth, it would look like complete destruction.” ~ Marcel Proust ~

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blessing this space of awakening, of being fully present, of curiosity, of imagination, of courage in the face of chaos, of trust, of letting go, of breathing in and breathing out, of ebb and flow, of being lovingkindness, of standing in love for love, of being a season of peace built on justice guided by love, of walking home together and deepening into our cosmic heart of imaginal cells designed to unfold in rhythm with great mystery…

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The Journey

One day you finally knew
what you had to do, and began,
though the voices around you
kept shouting
their bad advice–
though the whole house
began to tremble
and you felt the old tug
at your ankles.
“Mend my life!”
each voice cried.
But you didn’t stop.
You knew what you had to do,
though the wind pried
with its stiff fingers
at the very foundations,
though their melancholy
was terrible.
It was already late
enough, and a wild night,
and the road full of fallen
branches and stones.
But little by little,
as you left their voices behind,
the stars began to burn
through the sheets of clouds,
and there was a new voice
which you slowly
recognized as your own,
that kept you company
as you strode deeper and deeper
into the world,
determined to do
the only thing you could do–
determined to save
the only life you could save.

Mary Oliver ~

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 7 – Day 105 – 3/30/2020

welcome, welcome to day 61 of a season of peace, another day of re-treating into seatocean consciousness, into the inner chamber under the shell where we unplug from the technology of the outer world to enter deeply the world of interbeing where we are one and always connected… these last 12 days of diving so deeply into radical uncertainty and unknowing are a perfect prelude for the pilgrimage we are called to take now with our every breath and step and remind me of one of my favorite Wendell Berry poems…

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It may be that when we no longer know what to do
we have come to our real work,

and that when we no longer know which way to go
we have come to our real journey.

The mind that is not baffled is not employed.

The impeded stream is the one that sings.

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what a timely invitation to be on our real journey and come home to our real work as re-joy-sing streams…

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every step carries us deeper into impermanence

swirling and whirling in the cloud of unknowing

where things come and go in the rhythm of waves

and when the tide ebbs and darkness rolls in,

re-member, the tide will rise and bring spring back again…

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looking in the mirror today, children appear who, in this moment, have lost our way… sitting silently with us in the center of the wheel, i feel our pain… it is, oh, so real… do not run or fall asleep… in this moment, there’s a promise to keep – be present in the confusion and profound emptiness, sherpas for grieving children in this dark night of stillness, compassionate witnesses to our heart of stone, water flowing over us softens the tone, impeded streams begin to sing as the bells of our one heart resonantly ring…

deep bows and namaste

Poetic Peace Pilgrimage – Year 7 – Day 104 – 3/29/2020

welcome, welcome to day 60 of a season of peace, another day of embarking on a pilgrimage of hearing gaia’s call to be a healing vessel which has been forming forever, a day to celebrate the astonishing lightness of being and this day of not knowing, surrendering to and trusting in the whirlwind to lead the way as i devotedly tend the soil as my ancestors have over the millenia…

 in the very instant of surrendering to the whirlwind, we are transmuted into whirling rhythm… and in that moment,that long drawn-out moment, the world cracks wide open as we return to being farmers of the heart caring for the holy vessel we interare…

may we all awaken to earth’s energy re-membering we are one heart…
may we all awaken to earth’s oceans as our clean-sing tears…
may we all awaken to earth’s wind as our enlivening breath…
may we all awaken to earth’s landscape as our body…

may our one heart open dormant seeds
may our tears fill rain clouds
may our breath give flight to migrating birds
may our body be an island of refuge

may earth mother receive our one heart for her energy
may earth mother receive our tears for her oceans
may earth mother receive our breath for her wind
may earth mother receive our body for her landscape

 may earth mother open dormant seeds
may earth mother fill rain clouds
may earth mother give flight to migrating birds
may earth mother nurture islands of refuge

and, may the cycles of life flow unceasingly

Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 7 – Day 103 – 3/28/2020

welcome, welcome to day 59 of a season of peace, a day calling for pause, re-treating ourselves in the gap to slow down into the rhythm of gaia coming home to our body and breath… breathing into the one body, breathing out smiling and softening…

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take heart, pilgrim, poet on a journey!

you were born for this:

to leap into the void and sprout wings and fly…

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as i write tonight, i am on silent re-treat so i shall let  Pema’s words on the deepening interior journey we are all traversing speak for me and for thee…

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On the journey of the bodhisattva, the path goes down, not up, as if the mountain pointed toward the earth instead of the sky. Instead of transcending the suffering of all creatures, we move toward turbulence and doubt however we can. We explore the reality and unpredictability of insecurity and pain, and we try not to push it away. If it takes years, if it takes lifetimes, we let it be as it is. At our own pace, without speed or aggression, we move down and down and down. With us move millions of others, our companions in awakening from fear. At the bottom we discover water, the healing water of bodhichitta. Bodhichitta is our heart—our wounded, softened heart. Right down there in the thick of things, we discover the love that will not die. This love is bodhichitta. It is gentle and warm; it is clear and sharp; it is open and spacious. The awakened heart of bodhichitta is the basic goodness of all beings.

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yes, take heart..

shanti, shanti, shantihi…

Poetic PEACE Pilgrimage – Year 7 – Day 102 – 3/27/2020

welcome, welcome to day 58 of a season of peace, a day of leaping into the void of oceanic being trusting in the soul to know the way along the pathless path…

wondering how this pause of initiation is going for you and re-membering how as a wee child, i was instructed in the wisdom of pausing when things are getting overwhelming… years later i would hear of the wisdom of incorporating this practice of pausing throughout the day according to our ultradian healing rhythm cycling throughout our body every ninety minutes or so… honoring this cycle sustains the natural healing program of  our body temples and entrains the new rhythm we are all called to dance…

so, right now, in this moment, let’s tune in together to the transformational frequency of loving presence and experience one of the most important actions we can do this moment, this day, this life…

Pause

Breathe

Rest in the Gap

Slow Down

Relax

Witness the Beauty

Listen

Bless this Space

on our collective sojourn of pause, may we each be present in a deeper way trusting more profoundly whilst listening to the whispers from our one heart calling us to align with cosmic wisdom and flow in beauty being the soul of the space wherever we are…