Greetings friends – Can you feel the throb of our collective heart resounding…?
We have offered up our deed like a sacred seed to all worlds.
May it cultivate deep roots, bear good fruit, & take wing to flourish in every Being.
I woke up on this Indigenous People’s day & knew I had to give thanks at the Great Inland Sea. I offered up a rose from our pageant altar to the Spirit of Place, as the Sun was spreading a pink light on the water. I reflected on our powerful Conference ‘Building the Temple of the Heart’ & spoke the name “Mishigama” derived from the Chippewa Indian word meaning “large water” or “great lake”. As I watched the rose toss in the waves I contemplated the remarkable dream I awoke with:
I was swimming in a body of salt water that was an exquisite scintillating blue, alive with sparkling sunlight. I wasn’t alone, I could feel, but I couldn’t see the others swimming in a V behind me. We were heading to an island that was on the horizon. Suddenly the water sucked me into a kind of vortex – a tunnel that spun me around & contracted me down into the spout that spit me out into the air – a swirling greenish blue sky. I flailed around at 1st trying to catch my breath. I became a bit lucid & told myself to open my clenched shut eyes. I soon found that I was humming ‘The Heart is a Key’ song. It calmed me down, & buoyed me up, so that I gently floated down onto the island with some of the others who had been swimming with me (I recognized many of you!) We greeted each other by raising our hands in a sign of benediction, & made our way to a simple hut made of woven living wild grasses & light. When we stepped thru the humble bamboo door we beheld a vast cathedral with a vaulted ceiling – lit by magnificent colored windows bringing in the light which seemed to sing – a rainbow reverberating with tone. There were ever changing cloud formations obscuring the top of the spire. I took a deep full breath – my nose & mouth in a giant cartoon O – in came the light & air & sound – entering every part of my being – I awoke with a gasp.
I had been struggling all week with little sleep, tossing with anxiety dreams, so this felt like a real break thru – a clear affirmation of the ever present help of the spiritual world etching into & affirming my soul.
As Dennis mentioned during the conference closing, our process of laying the foundation for this Temple was rift with plenty of obstacles on many levels – a sign that this is an initiatory experience – which is ongoing – bringing to each of us our own unique task in the great working.
Thank you for your determination to do the work to serve the highest good for all – Our deed was a true gift – not only for the greater community, but for the spiritual worlds.
I plan to put together a photo gallery which I will share, & everyone is welcome to contribute to it.
And I would like to publish the pageant. Angela Foster mentioned that Laura Summer uses https://www.lulu.com/. I tried to download the PDF but it wouldn’t take it (it says: “Fonts: We found some fonts in your file that need to be embedded. Please review your PDF and make sure all Fonts are embedded.” WHAT DOES THAT MEAN? also: “Transparency: We detected an element that may be transparent within your file. We strongly recommend flattening or removing any transparencies in your file.” HUH?) If anyone can help me figure this out so I can make this happen please reach out
RUDOLF STEINER’S CALENDAR OF THE SOUL
translated (with added titles) by Roy Sadler
The Spirit Soul’s Awakening
I can, revived within,
now feel my own wide breadth of being,
my strength of sun-empowered soul
whose radiance of thinking solves life’s riddles
and lifts the wish-fulfilling wings
left lame by hope.
The Soul Calendar verses can also be imagined in a 24 hour rhythm.
This verse can be a meditation every morning on awakening; and its opposite, v2
(the Southern Hemisphere verse now) – with an alteration of its first line,
‘Arising into senses’ all-enwoven outwardness’, and its third line changed from present
to a coming tense – can be a meditation every evening after completing a reverse review
of the day’s events, as one prepares to sleep, for which one must release one’s thoughts.
adaptation of v2 at bedtime
Into Soul Sleeptime
To sleep in all-enwoven outwardness
thought’s power sheds its separate strand;
the spirit worlds will find again
their human offspring,
whose soul must find in them
her seed… but in herself the fruit.
At Ascensiontide, v7, ‘my divining must replace the power of thought’, and then
at Whitsun, v8, ‘human thinking must be stilled, in dreamlike presence satisfied’.
As the second quarter of the year begins in v14 (7×2),
‘there comes in all the senses’ glory cosmic thought’.
Not till soul daylight rhythm’s dawn this week, v28 (7×4), is thinking mentioned again.
Now, to quote from Goethe’s fairy tale of ‘The Green Snake And The Beautiful Lily’,
“The time has come”.
Each new day can arise with a new will for action: the crucible for change. And here
are quotes from Eloise Krivosheia in ‘Anthroposophyla.org/verse 28 – Awakening Spirit’,
‘We feel our “seed gift of summer” has been liberated from its sheath and has begun
to shine forth with creative power. We feel a lighting up of an inner birth of spirit!
Thoughts, whose origin is divine, now permeate the Soul, which receives them,
and in an expansion of its understanding, is eager to pour its thinking power out over
the dark riddles of life. Desires and wishes find their fulfilment when their true nature
is revealed by new “sunlight”, new “sun might of the soul”. But I know, too, that
unravelling life’s riddles doesn’t just happen. I have to do something energetic myself.
Nevertheless, how “hope” can be a laming influence may at first seem a puzzling idea.
But when it is a hope that someone, or some spiritual being, is going to fix my problems,
that all I need to do is suffer through until someone or something lifts my burdens,
then this kind of hope is a weakening force. It is when spiritual knowledge is working
through one’s own strength, that understanding and solutions are achieved and hope
can take its rightful place’.