can we cleanse our inner vision until we see only the light? ~ practice not-doing and everything falls into place… ~ yes, after a day of wandering into wonder, i have arrived, i am home… in the present moment, the enspirited soulful self… ~ in the present moment, the only moment free of fear, opinion, judgement, rigidity, history… open, a hollow reed one with creativity creating creation on fire with curiosity, loving unfolding mystery, listening to still waters drawing us deeper and deeper, witnessing vast cosmic sky more and more expansively home to the heart of presence the stillpoint of creation where there’s only dancing mystery ~ thanks for walking home together…
such a trifecta of riches with its being astonishing light of being day and the lunar samhain new moon in scorpio which coincides with diwali, the celebration of the light within… today as we open to the lamp of our one heart being lit by a thousandfold lights, i begin an openhearted journey through portals transporting from the sea to the mountains guided by love… so, join with me in sauntering into the unknown with our soulful self as compass to map the way… ~ in this moment, this eternal moment, breathe in deeply earth mother’s love… standing silently in her sacred heart center, breathe out expansively to the skies above listen intently as the wind whispers soulfully, singing us home to the river below in this moment, this eternal moment, open with abandon to the fire of inner glow always present lighting the way, always present every moment of the day great mystery, thank you for breathing us into presence… thank you central sun for coloring the cosmos in rainbow arcs of radiant love surrounding us, bathing us, transmuting us into pure light essence radiant beings of the great turning… ~ may we take this moment and every moment to fill ourselves with the love of earthmother for this light dissolves all impurities alchemizing lead into gold…
it’s the eve of the new moon in scorpio, lunar samhain, the transformation moon when we enter the portal of smahain with the veils so thin for the next couple of weeks… what a perfect moment to plant seeds that will blossom and grace the new path… the moment to look inside deeply and ignite every wild cell into luminous light… and a perfect moment for dancing in the void… ~ Each day has a moment of eternity waiting for you. Each day has a portal, a threshold, a liminal moment in which everything could open up and reveal itself to the eye that can see. ~ William Blake ~ ~ such a day it is in the land of portals as we approach the dark time of the turning… the moment when the eye sees better and the veils are thin, eternity is nearby, revelation is at hand… nothing to hold onto, simply be open to what is in this moment, the only moment, the eternal now… may we all face the darkness in reverence bringing us to greater presence…
on the heels of celebrating United Nations Day, Global Oneness Day and as we enter the samhain portal, may we continue to stand together in love and hope re-membering ourstory is built on compassion, sacrifice, courage and loving kindness… ~ Let our standing be a mindful gesture: mindful of the ground on which we are standing, the one little plot of land on this earth not belonging to one nation, but to all nations united. It is a very small piece of land, indeed, but it is a symbol of human concord, a symbol of the truth that this poor, mistreated earth belongs to all of us together. As we stand, then, like plants standing on a good plot of ground, let us sink our roots deep into our hidden unity. Allow yourself to feel what it means to stand and to extend your inner roots. Rooted in the soil of the heart, let us expose ourselves to the wind of the Spirit, the one Spirit who moves all who let themselves be moved. Let us breathe deeply the breath of the one Spirit. Let our standing bear witness that we take a stand on common ground. Let our standing be an expression of reverence for all those who before us have taken a stand for human unity. Let us stand with reverence on the ground of our common human endeavor, joining all those who stood on this ground, from the first shaper of tools to the engineers of the most complex machines and institutions. Let us stand with reverence on the common ground of the human quest for meaning, side by side with all who ever stood on this ground in their searching thought, in their celebration of beauty, in their dedicated service. Let us stand in reverence before all those who on our common ground stood up to be counted, stood up – and were cut down. Let us remember that to stand up as we have now stood up implies a readiness to lay down one’s life for that for which one stands. Let us stand in awe before those thousands upon thousands – known and unknown – who have laid down their lives for the common cause of our human family. Let us bow our heads. Let us bow our heads to them. Let us stand and bow our heads, because we stand under judgment. We stand under judgment, for “One is the human Spirit.” If we are one with the heroes and prophets, we are also one with those who persecuted and killed them. One with the henchmen as we are one with the victims. We all share the glory of human greatness and the shame of human failure. Allow me to invite you now to focus your mind on the most inhuman act of destruction you can find in your memory. And now take this, together with all human violence, all human greed, injustice, stupidity, hypocrisy, all human misery, and lift it all up, with all the strength of your heart, into the stream of compassion and healing that pulsates through the heart of the world – that center in which all our hearts are one. This is not an easy gesture. It may almost seem too difficult for some of us. But until we can reach and tap with our deepest roots this common source of concord and compassion, we have not yet claimed within our own hearts that oneness that is our common human birthright. Standing firm, then, in this oneness, let us close our eyes. Let us close our eyes to bring home to ourselves our blindness as we face the future. Let us close our eyes to focus our minds on the inner light, our one common light, in whose brightness we shall be able to walk together even in the dark. Let us close our eyes as a gesture of trust in the guidance of the one Spirit who will move us if we open our hearts. “One is the human Spirit,” but the human Spirit is more than human, because the human heart is unfathomable. Into this depth let us silently sink our roots. There lies our only source of peace. In a moment, when I will invite you to open again your eyes, I will invite you also to turn in this Spirit to the person next to you with greeting of peace. Let our celebration culminate and conclude in this gesture, by which we will send one another forth as messengers of peace. Let us do this now. Peace be with you all! ~ amazingly, this prayer was not created for yesterday’s day of action but was led by Brother David Steindl-Rast at a gathering of spiritual leaders at the 30th Anniversary of the United Nations, October 24, 1975. let us stand together in love for love re-membering our birthright is of compassionate lovingkindness…
more and more loving presence and more and more trust and more and more surrender… a day of journeying into the unknown, letting go of the path well trodden to walk beside the river of the beyond and face the challenge of rising up and shining forth in the wilderness… more and more loving presence and more and more trust and more and more surrender… a day of standing tall and seeing through and letting go with an open heart… more and more loving presence and more and more trust and more and more surrender… a day of giving up control to open to a greater power, nobility of spirit authoring the way home… more and more loving presence and more and more trust and more and more surrender… may we all shine brightly in the wilderness as we walk each other home along the pathless path… more and more loving presence and more and more trust and more and more surrender…
how i love spending this moment, every moment, of our one wild and precious life gathering the sweet nectar… join me? let’s take this moment to conspire, to breathe together in gratitude gathering the quintessence re-membering who we truly are… loving sparks of light… we are not these eyes and what they see, we are the soul of loving awareness quintessentially… settle more deeply into spacious awareness saying… we are not these ears and what they hear, we are the soul of loving awareness quintessentially… breathing in and out simply being and saying… we are not this mouth and what it tastes, we are the soul of loving awareness quintessentially… we are not these hands and what they touch, we are the soul of loving awareness quintessentially… we are not this nose and what it smells, we are the soul of loving awareness quintessentially… now noticing thoughts arising and memories saying… we are not these thoughts, we are the soul of loving awareness quintessentially… we are not these memories, we are the soul of loving awareness quintessentially… now seeing the whole body and feeling the body from within the body saying… we are not this body, Iwe are the soul of loving awareness quintessentially… breathing in feeling simply loving awareness… breathing out letting go of everything except resting in the soul of loving awareness quintessentially… thank you for filling us with lovingkindness thank you for supporting us in everything thank you for holding us in peace and ease shanti, shanti, shantihi… now, feel this healing light flooding every cell of our being dissolving all rigid, inflexible, habitual ways of being into patterns resonant with quintessential soular consciousness… let’s pass this gift forward sending the divine light of love through our raised hands… feel the light emanating from your hand and feel this energy of light attracting more and more light, more and more love with every pulse we transmit into ever widening circles…
CONSIDER THE TREES WHICH ALLOW THE BIRDS TO PERCH AND FLY AWAY WITHOUT EITHER INVITING THEM TO STAY OR DESIRING THEM NEVER TO DEPART. IF YOUR HEART CAN BE LIKE THIS, YOU’LL BE NEAR TO THE WAY. ~ Zen Saying ~ ~ how i love this way of living the standing talls model, this way of greeting everything as a guest, this way of crossing over the rubicon of conditioned existence and intobreaking free, of crossing to the far shore, the shore of the open field of the sacred heart, the one heart beating in rhythm with, the one web we all live in, the tree of life sheltering every cell of creation… living in harmony with what is… this bubbling cauldron of mess and beauty and chaos and coherence and uncertainty and clarity, of missing the mark and being in the sweet spot and everything in between stretching us, be-wildering us moving us, shifting us into a more expansive spaces, deepening our experience of timeless presence, of real-eye-sing we are intricately and intimately connected in this interdependent breathing imaginal cell floating in an infinite sea… on this day of stopping the ordinary world to enter more deeply into the timeless present moment, our one wounded, softened heart is to meet and greet each moment, each fragile, dynamic moment as openheartedly as we can muster… like this tree, may we be a place of true refuge for all relatives seeking sheltering arms… to inspire living like trees and closer to the way of love and compassion, let’s listen to the sage wisdom of an 11th century Tibetan monk… ~ Eight Verses for Living Love and Compassion ~ Geshi Langtri Thangpa ~ By thinking of all sentient beings As more precious than a wish-fulfilling jewel For accomplishing the highest aim, I will always hold them dear. Whenever I’m in the company of others, I will regard myself as the lowest among all, And from the depths of my heart Cherish others as supreme. In my every action, I will watch my mind, And the moment destructive emotions arise, I will confront them strongly and avert them, Since they will hurt both me and others. Whenever I see ill-natured beings, Or those overwhelmed by heavy misdeeds or suffering, I will cherish them as something rare, As though I’d found a priceless treasure. Whenever someone out of envy Does me wrong by attacking or belittling me, I will take defeat upon myself, And give the victory to others. Even when someone I have helped, Or in whom I have placed great hopes Mistreats me very unjustly, I will view that person as a true spiritual teacher. In brief, directly or indirectly, I will offer help and happiness to all my mothers, And secretly take upon myself All their hurt and suffering. I will learn to keep all these practices Untainted by thoughts of the eight worldly concerns. May I recognize all things as like illusions, And, without attachment, gain freedom from bondage. ~ may we all live as openhearted as our tree relatives, the standing talls…
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. ~ Pema Chodron ~ ~ today is one of those oxygen masks days when the need to return to self by breathing into the belly, the wisdom space is a requisite… somehow, i feel it’s so in rhythm with the turn of the wheel as we enter the darkest part of the year in the northern hemisphere, a mystical season, where we may feel the darkness as sanctuary and it may bring up fear and discomfort because of what is unseen which can trigger feelings of disorientation and danger… trauma exists here in our innermost caverns as layers of heartache and as we welcome each of these visitors by opening our heart, we liberate ourselves and the collective… this sacred sojourn of descent, this magickal mystery tour leads to transformation when we hold the tension and surrender into our softened heart… may we always come home to the heart, to the garden of peace, being present in the moment, in the presence of the beloved resting in the stillpoint, the unchanging, taking a silent still pregnant pause in the moments of feeling so stretched and uncomfortable right before the crowning… in this moment of presence, open more fully to birthing the new, surrendering to nature, to love and creating from this sacred space… YES! to full blooming lotushood…
thousandfold thanks for all the weird relatives, creative rebels, imaginal cells of real-eye-sing… those astonishing lights of being who rekindle our flame by setting their lives on fire and fanning the flames of all relatives in the openhearted field… ~ – Beatitudes for the Weird – by Jacob Nordby Blessed are the weird people —poets, misfits, writers, mystics heretics, painters & troubadours— for they teach us to see the world through different eyes Blessed are those who embrace the intensity of life’s pain and pleasure, for they shall be rewarded with uncommon ecstasy. Blessed are ye who see beauty in ugliness, for you shall transform our vision of how the world might be. Blessed are the bold and whimsical, for their imagination shatters ancient boundaries of fear for us all. Blessed are ye who are mocked for unbridled expression of love in all its forms, because your kind of crazy is exactly that freedom for which the world is unconsciously begging. Blessed are those who have endured breaking by life, for they are the resplendent cracks through which the light shines. from Blessed Are the Weird – A Manifesto for Creatives ~ praise to all angels of light whose eyes flash like lightening born from the tear of compassion praise to all angels of light, with faces like moon’s lighting the sky…
“Let there be spaces in your togetherness, And let the winds of the heavens dance between you. Love one another but make not a bond of love: Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls. Fill each other’s cup but drink not from one cup. Give one another of your bread but eat not from the same loaf. Sing and dance together and be joyous, but let each one of you be alone, Even as the strings of a lute are alone though they quiver with the same music. Give your hearts, but not into each other’s keeping. For only the hand of Life can contain your hearts. And stand together, yet not too near together: For the pillars of the temple stand apart, And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other’s shadow.” ― Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet ~ did you awaken as i did in this heart space to this moment re-membering the universe in each moment is making us an irresistible offer? thousandfold thanks, Desiree, and everyone for conspiring to gift with so many moments of savoring this potent space between us of initiating the cosmic wedding and weaving the threads of eternal presence into the lush field of the divine matrix… an infinite moment after moment, truly, of love after love… ~ Love After Love The time will come when, with elation you will greet yourself arriving at your own door, in your own mirror and each will smile at the other’s welcome, and say, sit here. Eat. You will love again the stranger who was your self. Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart to itself, to the stranger who has loved you all your life, whom you ignored for another, who knows you by heart. Take down the love letters from the bookshelf, the photographs, the desperate notes, peel your own image from the mirror. Sit. Feast on your life. Derek Walcott
