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” The Earth with its layers of land and water and air provides the space within which all living things are nurtured and the context within which humans attain their identity. If in the excitement of a secular technology reverence for the Earth has diminished in the past, especially in the western world, humans now experience a sudden shock at the devastation they have wrought on their own habitation. The ancient human-Earth relationship must be recovered in a new context, in its mystical as well as in its physical functioning. There is need for awareness that the mountains and rivers and all living things, the sky and its sun and moon and clouds all constitute a healing, sustaining sacred presence for humans which they need as much for their psychic integrity as for their physical nourishment. This presence whether experienced as Allah, as Atman, as Sunyata, or as the Buddha-nature or as Bodhisattva; whether as Tao or as the One or as the Divine Feminine, is the atmosphere in which humans breathe deepest and without which they eventually suffocate.”

Thomas Berry

 

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I love the word Honor…A few years back a gathering of Indigenous people came forth… They were asked a question; ” At this time, what is most needed here on Mother Earth?” They instantly said in unison; ” Honor “.

I love the energetic of Honor…

” The world we live in is an honorable world. To refuse this deepest instinct of our being, to deny honor where honor is due, to withdraw reverence from divine manifestation, is to place ourselves on a head-on collision course with the ultimate forces of the Universe. This question of honor must be dealt with before any other question. We miss both the intrinsic nature and the order of magnitude of the issue if we place our response to the present crises of our planet on any other basis. It is not ultimately a political or economic or scientific or psychological issue. It is ultimately a question of honor. Only the sense of the violated honor of the Earth, and the need to restore this honor, will awaken in the human the energies needed to renew the planet in any effective manner.” Thomas Berry

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I am Here to embrace all of It,
with empty hands and holy trembles.

The one flesh Buddha/Christ/Mother/Tao
has been wounded and torn,
caressed and loved throughout eons,
still it remains unnamed and untouched, without blemish.
As do you and i dear friends.

Here — Now — we are holding hands,
as we pass through incalculable birthings and deathings
to an awareness that nothing ever happened.

It has been said that ‘the line between
the profound and the profane is as thin as fishing line’,
But how can we know?
For the One that carries us swallowed the line,
as we bit the hook that dangles us
between and beyond time and space–
with its knowings that crumble to unknowing…

It is Here the head does bow,
as the heart gives thanks to Grace and her wild ways.
United in freedom and inexpressible Love,
every song a prayer to know Itself as This.

I am Here to embrace all of It…..

 

 

with love and honor

sparrow

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Love is light, an understanding, a deep respect for yourself. Fear is darkness, an ungrateful response to existence. Ego is a thief that lives in fear –always running away, always hiding. Awareness is when you realize you do not need crutches to walk. Throw away the crutches– you will fall, but I guarantee you will rise and walk on your own feet.

UG Krishnamurti

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Have watched the May 21 date come and go silently from the sidelines… Just watching, curious and aware of  the power and play of the mind… Have lived long enough to know how the mind with its intertwining lattice of love, hope, hate, devotion, beliefs, dogmas, doctrines, righteousness, and tender longings can leave the mind and heart shambled and chumped by its own creation….

Because of my own follies of heart and shattered beliefs i woke feeling a tender kinship in joined humanity for all that thought they would not be here… could not be Here…. or do not know how to be Here…I have not been one that could say with any kind of integrity or honesty; ” Except for the grace of God there go i.”, rather it has been, ‘ There go i. . . . ”

This day once again, silent on the sidelines. There is a holding of  shattered minds and bruised hearts within the grace of Love which cannot be touched….Often these days there is this holding space, accompanied  with a tender,stark, subtle, poignant ache for all that is born, and dreams, and dies, within that which remains forever…

May Peace be known in all minds and  hearts…

May we all be free….

The Love of Morning

It is hard sometimes to drag ourselves
back to the love of morning
after we’ve lain in the dark crying out
O God, save us from the horror . . . .

God has saved the world one more day
even with its leaden burden of human evil;
we wake to birdsong.
And if sunlight’s gossamer lifts in its net
the weight of all that is solid,
our hearts, too, are lifted,
swung like laughing infants;

but on gray mornings,
all incident – our own hunger,
the dear tasks of continuance,
the footsteps before us in the earth’s
beloved dust, leading the way – all,
is hard to love again
for we resent a summons
that disregards our sloth, and this
calls us, calls us.

Denise Levertov

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The dam has been bursting all along,
singing tears of the mountain’s song.

The puppet breaks free from its strings,
the caterpillar soars with new wings.

Dreamers shall awaken beyond time,
in love with a human heart so divine.

The actor surrenders the final mask,
in Your light all life comes to bask.

A fruit suddenly drops from its tree,
such sweetness like honey is to be.

~Rafael Stoneman

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Forever Oneness,
Who sings to us in silence,
Who teaches us through each other,
Guide my steps with strength and wisdom.
May I see the lessons as I walk,
Honor the purpose of all things.
Help me touch with respect,
Always speak from behind my eyes.
Let me observe, not judge.
May I cause no harm, and leave
Music and beauty after my visit.
When I return to Forever,
May the circle be closed and
The spiral be broader.

Aboriginal ritual chant

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