(Photo captured moments before the total eclipse from Sylva, North Carolina, USA, August 21st, 2017)
💕🦋❤️🌏 Earlier this week, I was blessed to have arrived safely in Sylva NC to witness and pray beneath the total eclipse. If you wished to have been in totality, please know I was there for you, too.
I burned sacred sage in gratitude to our ancestors.
Sage smoke in gratitude for everything we are–humans connected to our one earth.
Burned Sage on my knees praying to all of our Gods –and seeming missing ones–dedicated to all we can do to love each other and heal one another and our beautiful finite planet.
Burned sacred sweetgrass to bring in the new world, the healing powers of love and sacred listening. Burned sweetgrass for our progeny.
Sweetgrass for the strength, courage, patience, creativity and powers we need.
Burned sage and sweetgrass for peace peace peace.
Peace in our 💕s.
Peace in our homes.
Peace in our towns.
Peace in our countries.
Peace on our continents.
Peace on earth as it is in heaven, peace on earth.
Amen. Shalom. Salaam. Namaste. Blessed be. Love. 💕❤️🦋
joy formula: creativity + kindness = JOY
my ❤ becky j suzik
love is everywhere (photo of tiny heart we found concrete path outside my son’s school)
“The Great Work of our time is to carry out the transition from the current period where humans are a destructive presence on the Earth, to one where the human presence is mutually beneficial to the planet and the entire community of life—a mutually enhancing human/earth relationship. To do this we need to undergo, at both an individual and collective level, a fundamental transformation – a virtual reinvention of what we consider the role of human beings to be. ” ~Thomas Berry
God speaks to each of us as he makes us,
then walks with us silently out of the night.
These are the words we dimly hear:
You, sent out beyond your recall,
go to the limits of your longing.
Flare up like a flame
and make big shadows I can move in.
Let everything happen to you: beauty and terror.
Just keep going. No feeling is final.
Don’t let yourself lose me.
Nearby is the country they call life.
You will know it by its seriousness.
Give me your hand
(translated by Joanna Macy)
my ❤ becky