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Namaste

Pushkara Sally,

"For Your Friendship here on"

"Enjoy iPeace" & "Enjoy Life" Namaste. Peace &

"Happy Trails" & "Happy Singing Peace"

Hello Sally,
It looks like you are involved in many beautiful actions. I envy the freedom you embody. Please stop by my page here and learn a little more about the dominant culture that stands in the way of peace.
George

FREEDOM PRAYER FOR THE NEW MILLENIUM
Post 9/11

Praise to the Great Spirit,
To the elusive
Creator and sustainer
Of all life on this planet,
The Earth.

We know that you are;
You see that we exist!

Have mercy on the living
And even greater
Mercy on the dead.

Have mercy on all souls
Of all creatures, created
And sustained, throughout
The universe, throughout
The cosmic-body, the whole
Miracle of life, the living
Reality: the network-webwork
Of infinite threads.
We affirm your Being
Through prayer
And acts of love,
Will you confirm
The vulnerability yet tenacity
Of our difficult becoming?

As we speak to you
In adoration,
Will you respond to us
Out of silence?

As we draw near and familiar,
Will you cross and end the distance
Between us, replacing
Separation with mending,
With healing?

In praise we gather
And nothing is hidden.
Emerge from hiding
And touch us
With your divine tenderness.

In tenderness
Let our hearts and souls,
Like nut fruits out of shells,
Be cracked and broken.

Praise
To the Great Spirit,
To the Holy Person,
Overseer of all persons;
To the Holy Self,

Who guides us with freedom
To choose peace and justice,
Not violence and vengeance;
To choose understanding
And compassion,
Not ignorance, rage
And blinding malice; to respect
The Earth
And protect from waste
And unwarranted destruction
The wonderment of abundance
And the diversity
Of our created home: third planet
In the system of the sun.

Have mercy on the living
And even greater
Mercy on the dead.

Have mercy on all souls
And bring us, with our
Fears and shadows, our thirst
And our hunger, our elders
And our children,
Into the lighted
Banquet halls of truth.

Many are the paths
To the center; many are the languages
Of redemptive revelation.

In praise we gather
And nothing is hidden.
Emerge from hiding
And touch us with your tenderness:
Your hands of intimacy,
Not the gloves of custom.

The root of all
Belief is compassion.
And tranquility is a garden
Feeding the souls
With evolution of freedom.

There is a deep democracy
Embedded in creation.

The root of all
Direction is compassion.
And trust is a candle of courage,
Beautiful
And as brilliant
As a new day sun.

What democracy is
Dawn to your soul?
What awareness drums
In the centerless circle
Of your heart?

Praise
To the Great Spirit,
Now and everlasting.

Have mercy on the living
-Sweet Dove of Now-
And even greater
Mercy on the dead.

from HEALING, A Book of Poetry by David Sparenberg

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Namaste

ANCIENT FIRES

Beyond the horizon
where naked skin of Earth
presses
naked skin of Sky
children of imagination are conceived
in intercourse of mystery.

Time curves…. Dragons
form circles
in bubbles of eternity.
The ageless shepherd of our shadows
enters the pasture
that was and was not green
before the birth of poetry. Dreamers

drunken in the breath
of dark divinity dream
in secret dramas of their souls. At
times wild cries out for wilderness.
Or meditations of a mountain’s crest
become light’s prayer
in hearts of darkness.

Creation consents…. Nomads
bearing gypsy tents
thirst for twilight. Ancient
fires in books of alchemy. Riddles
of each night. The longest
word in life… is “Yes.”

David Sparenberg
11 August 2009

To one and all: Peace within & peace to share…

MEDICINE DREAM

I have a dream:

at the center of the dream
is circling ocean
in the center of the ocean
is turtle island
at the center of the island
is vision mountain
in the center of the mountain
is healing crystal
at the center of the crystal
is sacred light
in the center of the light
i sit dreaming

I have a dream:

i dream i am a tree
my roots spread out
beside a place of water
in sunlight
my branches turn to fire
my leaves are prayers of smoke
my heart beats like a drum
inside a stone of power

I have a dream:

my dream is at the center
of great silence
here at the center
i sit dreaming

from HEALING, A Book of Poetry by David Sparenberg