Late September

Sitings of the crescent moon glowing in the embers of the setting sun reach us on Sundaybut we only catch sight of it on moon day and are awed. with the risingthe little egret orchid blooms, takes flight and fades almost within a day we could so easily have missed it. And it’s presence Leads Read more about Late September[…]

Peace lab

Humanity Rising Welcome to the Peace LABan Experiment & Journey in Peace LABoratory ~ experiments, investigates, researches, and explorations, and some emergent design … ALSOLAByrinth ~ one winding, irregular, peaceful path in and out! The Peace LAB is the culmination of hundreds of hours of intense dialogue within ChatAction. Its genesis came from one of our members, Kurt Read more about Peace lab[…]

January

Stirrings. January takes its name from Janus, the Roman god of beginnings and endings. He had two faces so he could see the future and the past! He was also the god of doors. Winter light. Naked trees and Moons. Dark skies and stars. Quieten, rest in the stillness Ice and snow swirl and whirlbreathe slow. Settle. Read more about January[…]

The time of Fire

Beyond all polarities, I amLet the judgments and opinions of the mindBe judgments and opinions of the mindAnd you exist behind thatAh so, ah soIt’s really time for you to see throughThe absurdity of your own predicamentYou aren’t who you thought you wereYou just aren’t that personAnd in this very lifetimeYou can know itRight nowThe Read more about The time of Fire[…]

Ascension

Light workers says Lorie Ladd alchemise the fear and divide. Into love and unity hold the love. Let it run to ground. Keep remembering. coming back. in love and compassion. I am here to alchemise. anger, rage, Hatred, separateness. David Whyte describes how these emotions show us the love within us. Keep connected to other Read more about Ascension[…]

Chill air and hibiscus flowers

It’s early morning. The full moon beginning to wane. Peak summer energy dropping away. I love this garden, this little patch of paradise, with splashes of leftover flowers, pink, yellow, orange and white dapple the green foliage.I hear the wind and see it pushing through the high treesbut here on this sheltered terrace it barely Read more about Chill air and hibiscus flowers[…]