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Char Sundust Letter

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[vc_row][vc_column width="1/1"][vc_column_text] “I trust myself to receive your trustworthiness with appreciation” ~ David Richo Hello Every Beautiful One, What do we trust?  Do, we trust that life will continue, life will go on?  Do we believe in ourselves in all that we love?  Do we trust our loved ones, the people we have called into our lives, to love, support, and cherish us, and we, them?  I wonder…. Do we trust the Mystery?  The invisible world that supports us all…the miracle of oxygen and gravity…everything is working as it should.  The sun rises and all become a part of it, because the sun is responsible for everything that rises in the morning…all life emerges.  There are invisible hands at work…loving the world, loving us…bringing every miracle into its fullness. Are we patient?  Do we allow the blossoming of our lives, our desires, our goals?  Do we give ourselves and others the space, the time… to learn, to grow; to blossom in our own ways, and in their own ways? Or do we watch over the tiniest bud, urging it to bloom faster…to open at our whim and will?  When really, we could allow and become mesmerized at its great unfolding…in its own way, and in its own time. Do we trust the miracle that brought us here?  Trust reflects an absolute presence; an acceptance that everything is unfolding in the perfect way for us to become our best selves… Will we continue to open to our best selves; to be part of the small and great miracles of life? What are we grateful for?  Am I truly grateful for everything that brought me to this miracle of now?  Or am I scrounging for the miracles directed by my will and my ego?  Or do I recognize that I am the miracle… that I am the great blessing way… and the miracle is in my trust in the present to carry me to the gifts of tomorrow, through my appreciation of today. May you love and appreciate every miracle that brought you here…in the perfect place, in the perfect time, with all of the perfect teachers around us…to lead us to the miracles that lie waiting, just beyond what we can see. Help me to trust life, Great Mystery, miracle maker of bones, minds, hearts and hands.  Please bless us. Open our eyes, guide our hearts to receive the blessings in this day…to focus on what is working…to bring our gifts...

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Winter Letter from Char Sundust

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Thankfully we humans have the ability to reason. Perhaps. Perhaps not. There is a poem by Walt Whitman where he states ‘I think that I could turn and live with animals. They are so placid and self contained. Not one bows to another. Nor to his kind. That lived hundreds of years ago’…from  Walt Whitman’s poem Leaves of Grass.  Animals simply live. They take care of what they are faced with each day. No one does for them. I have yet to see entitlement in the animal kingdom. Or a lion who says with a den full of cubs and a nursing lioness  ‘well I am king of the forest, someone else should hunt for me’and I will relax here in the comfort of my cave’. Interesting how they don’t think the world owes them anything. How everything is earned through the energy they put in. There is no wild creature that does not know how sufficient they are. We do make them weak and reliant. Pets are wonderful but animals who sustain themselves in the natural cycles of winter, spring, autumn and summer are not supported when we leave them food in the deep fall going into winter. When we ‘help’ them many birds don’t make it if we make them overly reliant. As Angeles Arrien says ‘nothing in nature survives if it is too dependent or too interdependent. Both are needed. So I find it interesting to notice how we human beings as animals have become accustomed to having things done for us. A friend of mine says her mother taught her ‘if you really want to help you don’t ask, you do.’ The lion doesn’t ask. He follows his true nature. He hunts. He is in contact with his instincts and follows through in his actions. He takes care of his family. The instinctual nature is in us also. An internal guidance system so that we can do what it takes to care for ourselves, our families, our work and our creative lives. This seems to have fallen by the wayside. And we are the birds at the winter feeder having not migrated because of a reliance because of something outside… and we don’t only hope but raise quite a fuss if things are not done for us. If we’re are not fed in our own way on our own time. Our acceptance of the way things are and...

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New Life by Char Sundust – poetry

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God Death and Poetry New Life By Char Sundust If you ask a question And hold it in your heart The how will reveal itself a white globe of shell will move from its underwater home and stretch out will enter the world slowly, bringing what is sacred to the surface persevering gently, preserving the way the way is to hold sacred the way is to listen to all things good from this place comes the essential the tenderness questions no one dares to ask from this place comes wonder inspiration and be aware the strait path takes courage, and the crooked path awaits so every day I will pay attention Every day I will break open the dark water Every day I will honor what is beautiful and real in each human being And every moment I will surrender the easy path, Because I am a disciple of the mysteries May you be blessed in all ways. In ceremony, Char Sundust ...

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The Sun by Mary Oliver – poetry

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The Sun by Mary Oliver Have you ever seen anything in your life more wonderful than the way the sun, every evening, relaxed and easy, floats toward the horizon and into the clouds or the hills, or the rumpled sea, and is gone— and how it slides again out of the blackness, every morning, on the other side of the world, like a red flower streaming upward on its heavenly oils, say, on a morning in early summer, at its perfect imperial distance— and have you ever felt for anything such wild love— do you think there is anywhere, in any language, a word billowing enough for the pleasure that fills you, as the sun reaches out, as it warms you as you stand there, empty-handed— or have you too turned from this world— or have you too gone crazy for power, for things? ...

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Poetry by Carlton Miller

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By Carlton Miller birds cry the earth nourished our ancestors weep we are reclaiming our real voice the song of creation on eagle’s cry the voice of creator when crows caw safety in our voice in our center in out thought in our action love an age has ended and age has begun the world is turning flipping rolling upside down? downside up? now all things must be sacred spiraling into the center removing what is not following for tools spiraling out into center remember tools microcosmwithinmacrocosm We Are creationislove ...

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Anyway (Adapted from Mother Teresa’s Work) – poetry

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Anyway (Adapted from Mother Teresa's Work) Anyway People are often unreasonable, illogical, self-centered- forgive them Anyway If you are kind- people may accuse you of selfish ulterior motives Be kind Anyway If you are successful you will win some false friends And some true enemies- succeed Anyway If you are honest and frank People may cheat you Be honest Anyway What you spend years building someone may try to destroy overnight- build Anyway If you find serenity and happiness They may be jealous Be happy Anyway The good you do today people will often Forget tomorrow – do good Anyway Give the world the best you have It may never be enough Give the world the best you’ve got Anyway You see in the final analysis it is between you and the Divine It was never between you and them Anyway. ...

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Messenger by Kyo – poetry

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Messenger By Kyo Life changes Nothing is permanent Do not hold too tightly to anyone or anything For eventually it will slip through your grasp like the wind But know that you will be provided for Every opportunity, Every resource, Every person you will need Will be made available to you For this is a journey A mystery A never-ending series of lessons for the spirit You are here to live To learn To love And to experience It will not be without pain or suffering And it will not be without joy and warmth But these are only temporary things Simply steps in the path Forever seek the mystery Knowing that you are surrounded by both light and lover Both within And without...

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