The seed takes flight.

and so it is
life unfolding
eternally

tonight I am given the
image of a Grand Piano
living my grand plan
offered help, in any amount
I need only be here
focusing in presence
giving strength to intuition
making peace, nurturing space
where dreams manifest
(in a way which I could not imagine:
\”Oh, life – you bugger – what a funny surprise!
Never saw that one coming!\”)
do not ask how
just feel it choose it
LET IT BE

Make space make a space
make a space to make a space
play! stay loose stretch
eat bake run! get dressed
go outside catch yourself
improvising. just be
sit
meditate
clear your breath
life is sacred all life is sacred
today is not a means to an end
in this moment there is more power
than any earthly accomplishment
I AM LIFE!
all fleeting
except one invisible, but
right before us
it is now it is god it is
sweet surrender.

The seed takes flight.

In love, deep
romantic love
with the universe
we are matter
all matter only
matter no matter
why not exist in
this moment\’s peace
completely present
you see so much of
life!

Pray without Ceasing, Unity Book

We search for God with all our heart when we pray without ceasing. We pray without ceasing when we look for the good in all we encounter and try to draw it forth.

To pray without ceasing does not mean that we constantly think about God or that we keep the word, “God! God!” on our lips.

We pray without ceasing when we habitually meet whatever comes to us with faith and with love, with a mind to draw from the event all that it has to give, with a willingness to do whatever has to be done to make the most and the best of it.

We pray without ceasing when we refer the events of life to God.

We do this not so much by having times to pray – though we need these – as by acting all the time, as much as we are able, with courage, faith, love, power, and intelligence. We do this not so much by speaking words as by our inward attitude.

To pray without ceasing is to keep our heart attuned to what God means in life.

God is. Infinite, perfect, absolute. Beyond all that we can say of God.

But in the life of human beings, God is those human qualities which are most Godlike.

God is faith… courage… love… intelligence… energy… order.

Faith may be falling on our knees, but it is more likely to be standing firm or walking on. It may be waiting. It may be working. It may be daring to step out on uneasy waters. It may be just doing to step out.

Courage may be making courageous affirmations about life, but it is more likely to be going forward when we would rather have gone back. Courage may be standing still when we would rather have run away. Courage may be running away when we would rather have stood firm.

Love may be throwing ourselves at the feet of the Lord devotedly, but love may also be giving a gift we would rather have kept for ourselves. Love may be speaking a longed-for word. Love may be withholding a word we should not speak. Love may be binding up wounds, sometimes wounds we cause. Love may be setting someone free – sometimes someone we would like to bind us. Love may be putting another’s good ahead of our own. Love may be feeling how others feel. Love may be living with others and living for others.

Intelligence may be thinking about God. But intelligence may just be thinking clearly. Intelligence may be quiet listening. Intelligence may be original insight. Intelligence may be seeing through facts to the truth.

Laughter may be prayer. So may tears.

To shoulder a heavy load with a light heart is to meet things with God. To be deeply moved by the need of another human being, by noble action, by beauty, or truth – this is to be aware of God.

Standing still may be a prayer. So, too, may action.

One of the highest forms of prayer is work. Give yourself to a creative purpose. Let your mind and hands be absorbed in bringing forth some good thing – a field of wheat, or a poem, or a machine – and you draw very close to God.

God is the creative spirit. When you give yourself to the working of that Spirit, you are one with God.

To pray without ceasing is to put God in charge of your life. It is to look for direction. It is to expect inspiration.

It is to feel that you are serving the ends and purposes of life more than your own ends, and to make your own ends – as much as you can – life’s ends.

It is, in a sense, to have one prayer always in your mind:
“Here am I, God – Life, Love, Humankind – use me.”

(From THE UNITY BOOK, PRAYER: THE MASTER KEY)

TAROT FAIRIES

LETTING GO
You aren’t receiving positive results because you’re struggling too much to solve the problem. By letting go, you’re opening yourself up to a miraculous resolution.

Problems are caused by human thinking and action. That’s why problems aren’t solved by additional human thinking and action. When we think hard or struggle to resolve a crisis, things can actually get worse.

By drawing this card, you are being asked to stop the human struggle. Stop thinking about the problem, since a focus on negativity can manifest even more negativity. Say aloud or silently: I AM WILLING TO SURRENDER THIS SITUATION TO MY CREATOR RIGHT NOW. I AM WILLING TO SURRENDER THIS SITUATION TO MY CREATOR RIGHT NOW! WHEN I LET GO, EVERYTHING TURNS OUT PERFECTLY.


MIRACLE HEALING
Expect a miracle. You have prayed for assistance, and it is forthcoming. The more completely you surrender your situation to God, the more rapidly you will realize your healing.

Heaven is completely on your side & your prayers have been heard & answered. You needn’t beg or petition the universe to help you, as your situation is already healed in truth. The healed reality is one of several parallel realities currently available to you. You have the choice, through your thoughts, emotions & intentions to experience the highest possible reality for yourself.

You access your healed situation through faith & gratitude. To feel these powerful catalyzing emotions, affirm: I AM TIRED OF THINKING ABOUT THIS SITUATION. I DON’T WANT TO DEAL WITH IT ANY LONGER. HERE, I’M GIVING IT TO YOU, SO YOU CAN THINK ABOUT IT & RESOLVE IT. THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR TAKING CARE OF EVERYTHING! Then, detach completely from the situation. Become a witness. See yourself placing it in the palm of God’s hand. Feel grateful, your situation is now resolved. Your situation is healed. Be open to the creative solution that greets you. In truth, everything and everyone, including self, is healed right now. Focus on this truth instead of illusions of fear.


HIGHER CONSCIOUSNESS
You are receiving guidance from your true self, your higher consciousness, which is one with Divine universal wisdom. You are listening to love rather than fear.

This card is a validation that your recent feelings, thoughts, aspirations & dreams are coming from spirit. You have been asking for Divine guidance, and your higher self has answered your prayers. Your spiritual path has helped you hear this voice because you’ve taken the time to listen. Perhaps you’ve begun a meditation or yoga practice, and this has helped you quiet your mind. Or maybe you’ve put your foot down to the Universe and have adamantly decided to improve your life. Whichever route you’ve taken is working very well. Now, the fairies ask you to keep having conversations with your higher consciousness. This will involve carving out time away from noise & stress. You may need to take frequent nature walks, join a spiritual support group, or go on retreat. By quieting your life & your mind, the voice of your higher consciousness becomes increasingly loud & clear. It guides you perfectly through all life areas. I EASILY HEAR AND UNDERSTAND THE INNER VOICE OF SPIRIT!


I drew these three fairy tarots at the end of the “visit” and the beginning of “living,” in California. My home is always on my back; it is everywhere I go. I couch crashed my first week on the road. It was a time when I was confused, but stayed the course, trusting that my heart would guide me on the path. Today, I hear my heart with greater clarity than ever before. I have a taste of the teachings in these readings. The journey continues, as I discover a deepening sense of inner peace. Namaste.

THREE BAR BEAR RIDGE

This is the place I visited to make my cell phone work. I guess the view inspired my phone to get reception! I would run up the hill and around the mountain to one of several clearings. The place got its name because the very first time Dude dad and I visited, there, on the trail, were some of the freshest Manzanita berry turds ever discovered! We looked, wide-eyed, at each other and then over our shoulders! Surely Big Bear Three Bar was hiding in the brush, because that crap was fresh!

(Thanks to dude dad for the shitty visual.)

On the ridge there was a trail in the grass, as if someone had been surveying the land or enjoying the view. I plopped myself down there too! Creatures big and small agree: Three Bar Bear Ridge is the place to be!

(Bigfoot too!)

GARDEN GODDESS

I have never had so much respect for a cat;
I present you: MEOWZA, Queen of the garden domain.

This cat rules!

Gemini & Uba (Tuba Scuba): the rejects.

The best territory is carefully guarded by Meowza, Queen of the garden sphere. So Uba waits on the hillside for me to come from the garden and then scurries along her little path to beat me to the house. In a couple of hours Gem waltzes in crying. Rather than feed her the kibble we\’ve got, I flip the poor baby on her back and rock her in my arms, rubbing the belly. These are feral cats. I say, \”Go eat a mouse!\” They fend for themselves, but we put on this little act.

At night I sense a shadow in the garden. I hear it behind me in the Ivy Room. She whines loudly – several sharp cries – from inside the garden gate upon finding me with Meowza just outside it, bathed in moonlight. I believe it is Uba. I start to notice her silent shadow slinking in the garden space at odd hours.

One early morning, cold because it was about to rain, I catch Uba scurrying across a walkway headed out of the garden. Upon calling, she turns to meet me in the path, despite an ever constant paranoia about being caught. I sit as she paces back and forth in front of me, allowing my hands to pass over her shiny coat again and again. Uba calms down, but is still keenly aware of her surroundings. As she becomes more comfortable with the safety I provide, I am able to hold Uba for several minutes. There is a bit of struggle, but she is mostly surrendered to me, knowing my presence brings only peace. She gets up and back to pacing. After several more moments, I excuse myself and begin weeding the last row of strawberries. As I work, I notice Uba in the garden, exploring, but hanging around the area I occupy. Then I turn to catch her nibbling on my spice muffin! After awhile, she is off to another adventure and so am I.

Uba might have been anxious in the garden because she is inferior to the Queen. Meowza defends the space as if it were hers alone. She reigns over us all, like a true Queen, and delights most perfectly in the gardens wonders. When guests arrive, she entertains and generously accepts being stroked and showered with affections.

It is mid-morning, not yet too hot. The garden is quiet. Meowza appears from down the hill and approaches me on the terrace. She walks right through the bed and over the plants at hand to greet me. As soon as I begin patting she has thrown herself to the ground right on top of my work! Iris\’ are bending over and she is rolling around in them, just delighting! After a bit of this, I turn to continue but Meowza immediately corrects me with a swift swing of her claws. \”This is a warning! I am playing now, so pay attention to me!\” This lady is not to be messed! I delicately extracted myself from the encounter, like a child who is stuck in the brambles: very carefully!

By that time, she was over it! Meowza went on her way after another adventure, this one all but forgotten. There were lizards to chase and naps to take in the ivy cave! As the heat gained, I looked up to see the Queen herself walking fancy – parading herself right under my nose – with a dead baby mouse. She settled in the shade beneath an Iris, in view of me and whatever it is that Zoe was barking at up the hill.

Zoe could be mistaken for a horse. She is a working dog (quite tall) and she does just that! This place has a beautiful natural rhythm, an operating harmony where none go without. Sustained by one another; we are one! Nobody feeds Zoe kibble, but a current of energy is exchanged to provide nourishment. Zoe is like a private contractor exchanging a skill/trade for her nap spot in the horse tackle shed. She feeds herself. Her works assures it. She is security on patrol. She barks at unwanted visitors. She makes her rounds along dirt roads that circle the property.

When a fawn cried out over the hill, stuck in a fence, I found Zoe there standing by. She handed authority of the situation off to me by approaching me when I approached the scene. It was like an invisible baton had been passed and then Zoe was gone, off to make herself scarce. But when I had to leave, she instantly returned to post. This unspoken exchange was part of a sacred agreement.

At the house there are turkeys in the straw two times daily. The bachelor turkey pair is still diligently working on halving that hay bale in our driveway. Does with their babes explore our back yard on their daily grazing passages. Each being entwined by weaving in its own cycle of continued life; here we dance.

I wouldn\’t be surprised in the least to hear
that the Three Headed Cat

was inspired by this matriarch!
(See Aegopodium Meditation)

P.S. – We dance with Rooster Cooster too. He is tremendously redundant all day long! Don\’t be fooled by farm myth. Sure, he starts at the crack of dawn. But Rooster Cooster continues on all morning and into the afternoon, elaborating on the very same theme at sundown. He is obnoxiously redundant. Evenings I hear the Roost’s haunting entreaty echo over the hill.

I always chuckle when I hear him cackle. To me it\’s, “Hey guys, did you know that its daytime?” Sometimes I even bother to remind my peers, as if they didn\’t hear. How ridiculously funny that Rooster Cooster cries out the same message over and over AND OVER, while maintaining his dedicated – no, fervent tone each and every time. He really means it, “Sun’s up! Get moving!” – even at dusk! It is not until all the chicks are tucked in for the night that the cockiness stops.

The best translation I’ve heard is, “THIS IS NOT A GAME! YOU DO NOT KNOW ME!” And in the case of the civilized world, he’s right. Moral of the story?

You cannot escape the cackle of a cock.