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Sacred Full Moon Howl

Our time has come to turn from dance with Owl's night-wise Medicine, deep sultry listening, wide empathic languages and iconic myths of syntax flowing metaparadigms, we reach across Full Moon labyrinth to ego die as eco-diastatic pleasure in contented Presence within as without, struggling with letting go of anger for our ignorance. Frustration with our own slow to learn sense that our best years are behind us, if only because we prefer to die in wealth of Full Moon's co-messianic birth. To struggle through this narrow breach of polypathic pilgrimage this dark MidWay Eve, to relinquish all fear of fear of folding and refolding incarnation's timeless eco-synergy, timeless Being Present as ReGenerative Issue of ProGenitor Full Moose Moon Medicine, HumaneSelf as SacredOther poly-empathic esteem, Prime Ego/Eco-Elational CoIdentity. Silent nights for lack of echoing resonant laughter are not most Holy Nights, as purgation's Advent waiting opens sublime ecotherapy of Earth Rights and Wrongs are Ours, WE Wide Web of Earth Tribes, emerging from Heaven and Earth Co-Present hours and days and seasons regenerating bicameral laughter with deep co-respect and deepest co-arising Presence, smiling with coherently inclusive rememory of warm waving co-gravitating humor in love as life spread wild as moonlight on this CoElational Eve.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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