A
Snapshot of FR Short Property
LTMC Fall Retreat 2016
©Karla Johnston, InnerConstellation.com
Practicing with the theme of, “Vibration,”
we are blessed with the fourth day of a major storm.
Thirsty Momma Earth models the way—
yield all hardness to steady rain
as LTMC drives onto Glenbrook lane.
Stuffed to the gills in three cars,
oooos and aaahhhhs abound:
crimson maples, flaming aspens,
rain-slicked black asphalt, backdrop to color.
A parked Model T Wagon reminds,
LTMC Fall Retreat 2016
©Karla Johnston, InnerConstellation.com
Practicing with the theme of, “Vibration,”
we are blessed with the fourth day of a major storm.
Thirsty Momma Earth models the way—
yield all hardness to steady rain
as LTMC drives onto Glenbrook lane.
Stuffed to the gills in three cars,
oooos and aaahhhhs abound:
crimson maples, flaming aspens,
rain-slicked black asphalt, backdrop to color.
A parked Model T Wagon reminds,
Turn right onto the drive,
all eyes on Ancient Cottonwoods,
glistening limbs spread up and out,
welcoming canopy,
having deposited golden gifts upon the lawn—
miniature treasure piles
for our discovery.
Walk up porch steps,
shed our many layers
as flow like a river
we arrive inside
glass-room sanctuary.
Heart-to-heart hugs, smiles, profusion begins.
Sound of the bell,
settling in.
One-eyed leather turtle
an endearing ottoman for damp feet.
Turn him toward center, so he too can see.
Pitter, patter gentle penetration
builds to gale force winds,
but at FR Short—we become the eye of the storm….
Walking meditation, inside? Heck no!
We are Tahoe born, bundle up and out we go,
step into nature’s palette:
splashed with scarlet, gold, russet,
Lake gray, pier brown, wet sand,
hold hands, stay warm.
Back inside we go,
aglow.
Sound the bell,
tea in hand,
back to sanctuary.
Pitter patter flows into lunch:
5 Contemplations with a vegan spread—
out of this world lip smacking!
Our compassion nourished, it’s time for a nap,
total relaxation with the Discourse on Love:
“senses calm, we dwell in tranquility…
safe, protected from inner and outer harm…
cultivating love without obstacles,
hearts free…
living with ease and grace….”
Native drum comes out in force,
to en-force
Momma’s one drumbeat beneath our feet,
synchronized mallets and voice push prayers out:
health, well-being, these people want to live.
Sing ourselves into submission—Inter-beauty—
from the tops of heads to the soles of feet.
We acknowledge our teachers, ancestors
those who fanned our sparks so we may shine.
Vibrating hearts in unison:
October 16—FR Short property,
everything here gentles, “wake up!”
Gratitude in our marrows
as we generate peace, compassion, understanding,
so we may maintain peace, compassion, understanding.
step into nature’s palette:
splashed with scarlet, gold, russet,
Lake gray, pier brown, wet sand,
hold hands, stay warm.
Back inside we go,
aglow.
Sound the bell,
tea in hand,
back to sanctuary.
Pitter patter flows into lunch:
5 Contemplations with a vegan spread—
out of this world lip smacking!
Our compassion nourished, it’s time for a nap,
total relaxation with the Discourse on Love:
“senses calm, we dwell in tranquility…
safe, protected from inner and outer harm…
cultivating love without obstacles,
hearts free…
living with ease and grace….”
Native drum comes out in force,
to en-force
Momma’s one drumbeat beneath our feet,
synchronized mallets and voice push prayers out:
health, well-being, these people want to live.
Sing ourselves into submission—Inter-beauty—
from the tops of heads to the soles of feet.
We acknowledge our teachers, ancestors
those who fanned our sparks so we may shine.
Vibrating hearts in unison:
October 16—FR Short property,
everything here gentles, “wake up!”
Gratitude in our marrows
as we generate peace, compassion, understanding,
so we may maintain peace, compassion, understanding.
How?
One simple, adoring word—Community.
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