9.02.2010
legends
there is an old chinese myth
of a giant named peng gu
i want to share it with you
a story of strength, balance,
and complete giving and surrender
journeying again
yesterday i deleted and uploaded a bunch of photos
today i did a fire ceremony and burnt many things
yesterday i strained many plant oils and vinegars into smaller jars
today i consolidated many salves and balms into smaller jars
gifts and such
plant days
reminiscing days of giving thanks and saying farewell
i will see you in Dreamspace but not in present time again, soon
sadness, joy, and celebration
and a lot of work!
so much time spent indoors
organizing and divvying
i wonder
what new plants wait at my door
as i step from this space into another world
yet unknown
i wonder
what new friends wait to receive me
as i step
with so much emptiness
into a seeming black hole whole of
unknowing?
i wonder
what new gifts are waiting
i wonder
what unknown blessings
already on the way
await
and smile at me as i pack
and gather up my pack and my wits
gathering all of myself
as i journey forth
again
again
again
?
fire
cleansing, radiating, transformative
devouring and composting
we are walking in the sun
bless these closed eyelids that dream
(fire ceremony today)
9.01.2010
summer 2010
thank you for sharing these experiences with me... either in person, or in heartspace!
big Love
me
jiling
back in ct
am back in connecticut
landed to a happy reunion with elder bill and bethany family of brenda, marie, cats, chickens, alpacas, and many apples!
drum circle at night
so many molded herbs stored incorrectly...
clothes to give away
things to pack up
am leaving here again in a week
and then off to california
and then onwards!
ever onwards
this time to taiwan
many questions from many people
the questions drive me a little nutty
but they are also good questions
that make me think
sooo
exactly what am i doing?
and who i am now?
good questions
medicine woman, rising
death
death to old ways and patterns of being that no longer serve me
death to old clothes that no longer fit
phoenix rising
ataris rising
ever rising
from these composting ashes of death
into newness
butterfly dreams
it's all just butterfly dreams
there's mold on my shoes
i watched moon rise last night
and sun rise this morning
ever rising from the ashes
cycle continuing flow on
songs that come and go from my mind
resonating with the inexplicable hum of singing bowls
resonant universe
8.30.2010
together
i am speaking with you again
my best friend
my sweet darling and dear
earth, water, fire, air
elements and spirits
of seen and unseen
i am walking with you again
and i am so grateful
for all of you
buoyantly grounding
as we flow
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