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the hands that type these words are a blessing. Because of them, music and art flow freely into Space. Because of them, I know the warm nourishment of soup and toast. Because of them, seeds are planted and rebirth is harvested. Because of them, I can take care of others, and caress the body of my lover. Because of my hands, I am Divinely Blessed... a human, a woman.
Mon, April 7, 2008 - 8:52 PM
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Because of you, I exist. May the prayer we hold be amplified and accelerated across this Earth. May our prayer be soft and patient, humbly asking permission of the One Great One for all that we receive. May we sing and dance and play with the Children. May we listen to our Elders and Offer them a hand, as they have offered us. May we connect and hear the voices of our Ancestors who have prayed so deeply for our Lives for eternity, so deeply that we are living in Heaven on Earth right now. Our imaginations are the Creation, are the Creator and are the Life. Trust that in time you will find what you have been searching for. Open heartedly ask and it shall be given. Important to remember to receive, for only you have the power to open the doors into yourself. Surrender into the flame, surrender to be born again (words borrowed from Grand Pappy Tones). Drink of the Water that is the great healer, and wait your turn, in reverence. All the respect that you radiate improves you, lifts us all up, polishes our noble roots. You are Kings and Queens, Gods and Goddesses. Speak and walk with the consciousness of this, remembering who you truly are. I just returned from Colombia and Ecuador. I have also just returned from Holy Rainbow Traveling, and continue on that universal path, not pretending to know anything, knowing that my Heart knows everything. Honesty and clarity are what I want and create with my every moment of choice... I choose to feel good and to look to the highest light... and when I forget... i pray to remember... again... and again...
for all of you who do not know where I go when we all leave each other, flight through the night after our ritual meetings of divine love, bliss, and transendance.... hear ye, hear ye...
Thu, March 22, 2007 - 8:52 PM
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I am currently undertaking a task of great mental challenge and rigor. Obtaining my MBA in the spirit of Greenness and Consciousness, I am fully submerged in courses of study that on any given week, take me traveling from the worlds of group psychology and dynamics to entrepreneurial finance to creative systems thinking to leadership trainings. The peers I am with are smart and dynamic, compassionate and aware. We are building a foundation for activated, proactive, realistic, organized, and above all Conscious change. But not some change that claims to be "the right way" or "a new solution." This is deep common sense and wisdom, embracing of ancient knowledge and applying it to modern practices of business ~ for whatever means we need those skills for. I am still walking in the woods. I moved out to Muir Beach so I hear the waves crashing day and night. Tiny Coyote and I howl to the moon on dark precipises above the Pacific at midnight. I go for occasional motorcycle rides to visit The Boss with Barlow out at Stinson. I work with little tikes afterschool leading them in craft projects. All is relatively well.... Yet I miss You. I miss dancing with my tribe in carefree fashion. I desire collaboration and synergy and am putting a call out there to people who are involved in amazing projects and would like a creative mind like mine to play with you. It will happen. I know it. Until we kiss again, I bit you goodnite!
There will be no end to change, to death, to suffering. But life is as cosmic as it is tragic. Watching the sun set, the stars come out, eating, drinking, dancing, loving, and understanding are no less real than suffering, loss, and death. Knowledge that we are but a small part of life and death and transformation is the essential religious insight. The essential religious response is to rejoice and to weep, to sing and to dance, to tell stories and create rituals in praise of an existence far more complicated, more intricate, more enduring than we are. Carol P. Christ
Taylor seeks a New Home!
( housing » housing wanted ) Blessed Friends and Tribekin~
Taylor and Tiny Coyote are seeking thei... read more listing posted Tue, November 6, 2007 - 12:16 PM
Taylor seeks a New Home!
( housing » housing wanted ) Blessed Friends and Tribekin~
Taylor and Tiny Coyote are seeking thei... read more listing posted Tue, November 6, 2007 - 12:16 PM
"*LoveFlow WorldUnityTribe*",
-{> ZILLA <}-,
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