From NOEBIE.net
I went live on Facebook to share one of the chants that we’ll sing on Friday Evening’s Key City Kirtan.
The event is free and open to the public, but you do have to register in advance. Here’s the link for that.
https://www.alignlightyoga.com/event-details/key-city-kirtan-kankakee-bhakti-gathering-6
Come join us!
“Together the living form with the dead one community of memory and hope, a holy people touched with the fire of the Spirit, summoned to go forth as companions bringing the face of divine compassion into everyday life and the great struggles of history, wrestling with evil, and delighting even now when fragments of justice, peace, and healing gain however small a foothold. When they are seen together with the whole natural world as a dynamic, sacred community of the most amazing richness and complexity, then the symbol of the communion of saints reaches its fullness as a symbol of effective presence and action of Holy Wisdom herself.”
– Elizabeth Johnson
Over on my Tarot blog, I wrote about how to get the most from your Tarot practice by establishing a routine for your readings.
As far as I am concerned, this moment to get still and get in touch with one’s intuition is second only to a thorough shuffle as the basis for a good experience with the cards. The stimulus of a random card, as interpreted by a quiet, intuitive mind, is the very nature of my practice.
Read More: A Simple Tarot Ritual | Cards of Light
Gail Ann Dorsey is one of the great American musicians of her generation. She recently began a Patreon. You should check it out.
I have tried. I really have.
I have tried to remember that Biden has been a creep and Harris has been a mass jailer, and that they are the custodians of the capitalist empire, and that we should expect only disappointment and further deterioration under their rule.
But I think that it’s important to bear in mind that an awful lot of people are justifiably relieved this week that we have at least taken a step back from an overtly hateful, intentionally cruel, shockingly inept, and basely corrupt acceleration toward catastrophe.
I have been as snarky and self-righteous as anyone else at times, but can we please give folks a minute or two to catch their breath?
Leftists who are currently spending every waking moment screaming rapist and cop and empire and war criminal and oppressor and liar and pig and such would be smarter to spend at least some of those moments building their unions and organizing around a positive vision for the world. Nobody is listening to a word you’re saying right now.
There is a line between telling truth that needs to be told, and being a pretentious killjoy.
Suspicion, fear, 15,000 troops in place, checkpoints, road closures, hastily constructed walls in the capitol. This is what inevitably results from a political economy based on greed, desperately bolstered by ignorance.
I did not want to believe that it would come to this, at least in my lifetime. I still do not want to believe it.
Here are two quick thoughts on a cloudy Monday Morning.
As frightening, unseemly and deadly as the events of last week were, the reason behind them is what has disturbed me most. If you’re going to lay siege to the halls of Congress, do it for universal healthcare, food and decent housing for all, protection of black lives and human rights – not for a spoiled little rich boy’s endless line of bullshit and lies.
Also, it is ludicrous to think that people in our society should have a right to Twitter but not to healthcare and the basic necessities of life.
Happy Monday. 🙂
cross of living wood
man suspended in time
serene saint
martyr
bound and unrestricted
in this hanging
the man is the tree
root moves to the top
at the first inversion
all is brighter now
release the expected pattern to see
the hidden pattern
of the Universe
fall into alignment
dive into resonance
surrender to harmony
For the coming of the light
For a lifting of the darkness
For hope, at least
We are thankful
Wishing everyone a blessed solstice. I love you.
We were touring
the little Crackerjack Palace
Where I was raised
We were talking with my mother
Who has been dead for 26 years
She was carved out of wood for the occasion
She held a little baby of blue
You two seemed to know each other well
Talking like old friends and rivals
Have you ever met?
It was just like you
understood
Each Other
Looks like you’ve got a little hostage there
Don’t let Erwin stray too far
I have
Always been
Faithful
to
You
It’s 4 AM
You are snoring gently
You are warm like my mother was
I feel
Safe