Cooperating with Mystery!

is Advantageous,

Wonder is a sacrament of kinship…

Neptune stationing!

All large and small circumstance be mysterious now.

 

Magnetizing, visualizing, inviting the desirable

from a calm place of dynamic bemusement

be what we are encouraging in self

all beings as highly effective & much more fun

than daily-waily dread and angst….

 

(irresistibly magnetizing from calm Place)

 

Thank you Team O Tricksters for being patient with

this late missive …today very spacey, merely cleaning

and tending and making altars in the betwixt realms…

(and packing for California

Stella Coyote Memorial Solstice Tour…)

 

Big Mysteries and Small abound

 

Rumi, always good:

“When I die, when my coffin is being taken out

You must never think I am missing this world.

Don’t shed any tears, don’t lament or feel sorry. I’m not falling into a monster’s abyss.

When you see my corpse is being carried,

Don’t cry for my leaving.

I’m not leaving, I’m arriving at eternal love.

When you leave me in the grave, don’t say goodbye.

Remember a grave is only a curtain for the paradise behind.

You’ll only see me descending into a grave, now watch me rise.

How can there be an end? When the sun sets

Or the moon goes down, it looks like the end,

It seems like a sunset, but in reality it is a dawn.

When the grave locks you up, that is when your soul is freed.

Have you ever seen a seed fallen to earth not rise with a new life?

Why should you doubt the rise of a seed named human?. . .

When for the last time you close your mouth,

Your words and soul will belong to the world of no place, no time.”

~ Rumi

and when I notified Roy of Hollywood

(great ally who carries the Visionary Activist Show

in the wee hours on KPFK) of Stella’s departure, he wrote:

“When I mentioned Stella died last Monday Diane reminded me that last Monday was the first of 3 days when coyote or coyotes came into the yard next door, just outside our bedroom window.  We didn’t see them but the neighbors screamed at them to scare them away.  That happened for 3 days – never happened before in the 40 years we’ve been living here.  

The property, a few old Hollywood bungalows, was once inhabited by a young and struggling Stephen Spielberg.  The bungalow he lived in was featured in a film about his life. We just found out that plans are to destroy the whole place and put up a big apartment building.  I’m trying to figure out how to reach Stephen Spielberg to let him know, in case he’s interested in saving his ‘ancestral home.’  (surprise surprise, I am not on the A List)”

-Roy

 

So I suggested he Call on Trickster to protect the hood,

and for all of us to engage, as, Stella Coyote, our

between-worlds Ambassador, is now in the Spirit World…

 

 

And asteroid Pallas and Uranus Trickster are conjoined,

that we may strategize with this most ingenious

and wiley of Intelligences…

 

The Midheaven image overhead is

“Men toiling in a dark pit,

a woman calmly lowers a rope…”

 

We get to be all the characters in an image, dream, fairy tale…

 

trining the Sun, the first mockingbird of Spring…

that somehow, with Coyote help – it can all work out…

 

and Billy Blake’s Big Medicine

“He who to himself dost bind a joy – dost winged life destroy –

but he who kisses the moment as it flies – shall live in eternity’s sunrise…”