Waters of the Moon

Fri. Apr. 3, 2009

Past the periodic whir of central heat can be heard the raspy barking of a fox in the night. Later the delicious drumming of raindrops spattering on & off from the roof seems dreamlike. Waning toward its cyclical disappearance the Moon grown New brings blessed rainfall again. Morning comes hushed with fog that the first hours of daylight dissolve. Terraces of veggies have been planted in Paradise Garden & all kinds of things are sprouting, lifting, unfurling into sunlight.

Please pause long enough to close your eyes & attune to what is going on in Nature. FEEL the roots sinking deeper, JOIN the sap rising, foliage dancing upward in leafy spirals, growing toward bud & flowering into airy brilliance with springtime. As this time of year invokes the Songs of Life, the assurance of renewal & hope from you cells, so on a vaster time-scale 2009 is the transitional year for the Earth. There is nothing to fear, so long as you are willing to evolve rapidly.

Humanity awakens to our crucial role in our own survival. Just as we do individually in our personal growth, humanity creates its own challenges in order to learn & grow. I'm listening deep at my core to the sunlight streaming in my window, to the breeze that tosses treetops in a dance, then releases them again to rest. As the world breathes, keep breathing with the world.

The great Welsh poet Dylan Thomas writes: "The force that through the green fuse drives the flower / Drives my green age."

 

Confessions of a Tree Worshiper

Fri. Mar. 6, 2009

The Boat of the Moon waxes through the lunar month toward its full phase next week. Cool stars flung glimmering across the heavenly vault of predawn silently witness the limitless mystery of existence. Curious warbles & ratchety croakings of a large leopard frog embroider the mild velvety darkness of Paradise Garden.

My primary spiritual practice when I have a question or wish to center myself in better balance is to go out into the woods & sit among the trees. When my attention launches out from my thoughts into direct mindful awareness of my natural surroundings, the mental chatter in my head clicks OFF. I'm able to feel fully present, at least for a while.

In such awareness of inner stillness it's nothing paranormal or supernatural for boundaries to dissolve & to feel more connected with the Source in Nature than disconnected from anything at all! The primary message I've been getting for many years is simply "Be like a tree; sink your roots deep into the Earth & spread your branches high among the stars!"

Sitting with open awareness, back resting against a tree, parallel to the trunk, allows human nature to merge with the vertical flow of life-force in the tree. To me, trees are not emotional beings prone to human fears or limitations, rather I feel every tree feels connected with all other trees. There's more a sense of Primeval Forest, than individuality.

WARNING: LIFE-CHANGING!!! Please--please PLEASE take a few minutes to connect with this video & watch the astounding oceanographer Sylvia Earle deliver the finest talk about the future of our planet that I have ever seen; this one changed my life about a week ago: http://www.ted.com/talks/sylvia_earle_s_ted_prize_wish_to_protect_our_oceans.html

BTW--We now have a wonderful selection of new spiritual/awareness-enhancing books at Rancho Deluxe. We also carry books & oracle decks created by the amazing artist & teacher Rowena Pattee Kryder. Please check out the new SCP site www.sanghacafe.com where we've got the updates going again & much much more! Send us any links you want added.

The Forest Primeval lives in the stardust of your DNA just as the ancestors of all humanity once lived in the emerald canopies of that forest! It's there for you in your own heart--everything you need.

 

Cosmic Opossum Visitation

Wed. Feb. 18, 2009

Late afternoon--what I call "The Time of Long Shadows" creeps into the lovely Paradise Garden where we live. Supper is almost ready & I go outside again to refill the birdbath outside the kitchen window where our fabulous feathered friends come & go.

I stop in my tracks. Beside the lily pond I spy what at first I take for a raccoon or feral cat . . . only it's a mangy, tufty looking old possum crouched by the water's side.

I don't want to startle the creature; it may have come for a drink. As I quietly angle around for a better look, it doesn't move. Perfectly still. Investigating I see the animal appears to be sick, or even dying. It certainly LOOKS quite awful, tufty & raw like a giant rat. Well, adult opossums aren't pretty anyway, not like the babies.

I quietly summon Tom & we observe respectfully. "Well, if he's come here to die, maybe we should leave him in peace," Tom says wisely. "OK," I say, following him into the house, resisting my urge to get further involved.

"Maybe," Tom says, "he's just playing possum." Sure enough, when I check a few minutes later, no sign. Yet another message of Animal Medicine: NOT-DOING can be more important than what we do. What we choose not to do-- perhaps not judging, not criticising, non-interference or simply surrender to what IS--rather than struggling to control a situation . . . MAY prove far more powerful.

Pause. Take a deep breath & listen. Your heart tells you: we already live on the New Earth!

(NOTE: My huge apologies to Amanda Mora, whose concert at Suzanna's Kitchen on Thursday, February 19th, I listed last time as being in January. OOPS! Anyway, she's an amazing talent, & a delightful, inspiring, wonderful human being. Go see her & celebrate with this wonderful artist!)

BTW--We now have a wonderful selection of books & oracle decks created by my friend & teacher Rowena Pattee Kryder at Rancho Deluxe www.ranchodeluxe.net . + Please check out the new SCP site www.sanghacafe.com where we've got the updates going again & much much more! Send us any links you want added.