The Big Glow Retreat-October- Joshua Tree

[Brian Piergrossi TheBigGlow]

This discussion post is for reflections, ruminations, musings and sharings from the Big Glow Retreat- Joshua Tree...

Thanks to all for creating such a beautiful space and phenomemal retreat.. Thanks also to those who were with us in spirit... we felt you
Yes.. the best retreat ever :)
Love all around

[attilio]

Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!
I Love you! I love you! I love you!
Peace & Joy to ALL always!!!

[attilio]

Yummy RAW Cashew Cheese recipe -

1 cup RAW Cashews, soaked
1 cup RAW Sesame Seeds, soaked
1/2 of a RAW Red Bell Pepper
1 Tablespoon RAW soy sauce ('Nama Shoyu' unpasteurized soy sauce)
1 Tablespoon Nutritional Yeast
1/2 Teaspoon Sea Salt
1/2 Teaspoon Black Pepper (ground)
1 Teaspoon Italian Herb Spices

Blend all ingredients in a food processor until creamy!

Enjoy! I'm glad those who attended liked it so much!! =(;^ ]~)

[happyhippiexoXo]

YAY!!! I love YOU, Attilio!!! Thank you for sharing this absolutely DELICIOUS recipe! Can't wait to try it and ALL the recipes from my Raw book! You are SUCH an inspiration! xoXo ;)

attilio said:

Yummy RAW Cashew Cheese recipe -

1 cup RAW Cashews, soaked
1 cup RAW Sesame Seeds, soaked
1/2 of a RAW Red Bell Pepper
1 Tablespoon RAW soy sauce ('Nama Shoyu' unpasteurized soy sauce)
1 Tablespoon Nutritional Yeast
1/2 Teaspoon Sea Salt
1/2 Teaspoon Black Pepper (ground)
1 Teaspoon Italian Herb Spices

Blend all ingredients in a food processor until creamy!

Enjoy! I'm glad those who attended liked it so much!! =(;^ ]~)

[happyhippiexoXo]

Retreat

Weathered and tired,
starving past hungry.
My body felt numb,
my mind half spongy.

Wanting to receive,
but feeling blocked.
Needing an escape,
then opportunity knocked.

Glow at the Retreat,
happiness everywhere.
No chaos, no drama,
no worries, no cares.

Only Love to surround you,
while connecting to Self,
the Source, the Truth,
and everyOne else.

Eyebrows raise,
heart grows.
"I need to go!
My Soul knows."

Funds transferred,
bags packed,
fears left on
the WELCOME mat.

Familiar faces,
though never seen.
A feeling of Home,
washes over me.

Squeezes, smooches,
kisses and hugs.
I can finally rest,
in the midst of Love.

xoXo ;)

[Antonie]

Happyxox I love you poem... beautiful

[Risa]

It was an incredible weekend. No words to describe it. 10 hearts connected in love, moving forward to ignite more hearts into awareness and love.

<3

[Gizelle]

I love the part where you say familiar faces even though you've never seen them .... because that is the way I have felt with these retreats too!!!

happyhippiexoXo said:

Retreat

Weathered and tired,
starving past hungry.
My body felt numb,
my mind half spongy.

Wanting to receive,
but feeling blocked.
Needing an escape,
then opportunity knocked.

Glow at the Retreat,
happiness everywhere.
No chaos, no drama,
no worries, no cares.

Only Love to surround you,
while connecting to Self,
the Source, the Truth,
and everyOne else.

Eyebrows raise,
heart grows.
"I need to go!
My Soul knows."

Funds transferred,
bags packed,
fears left on
the WELCOME mat.

Familiar faces,
though never seen.
A feeling of Home,
washes over me.

Squeezes, smooches,
kisses and hugs.
I can finally rest,
in the midst of Love.

xoXo ;)

[Gizelle]

I send you all my love this night as you change into something you did not expect .... - Gizelle


*******************************************************************************************


The Natural Lover
by Jil Jeff Ginghoffer

Moving slowly
into the morning,
I crunch through the debris
of the children’s room,
draw back the curtains
and find myself staring
into the steadfast eyes
of a large owl
sitting on the lowest branch
of the Joshua Tree.

I run out and stand
idolatrous before him
in the rain,
ridiculously unfeathered
my outsize housecoat
flapping about me.
At last a sign, a portent
the Gods have noticed my struggles.
He gazes over my head
oblivious as the film star
looking to the limousine
at the curb.

Schooltime, and the children
smile shyly,
slipping into the car
beneath the owl.
As we roll down the driveway
he lifts his wings wide
and, effortlessly,
silent as snow falling,
glides the curve of the earth
to a neighbor’s roof.
I am relieved.
He has blessed us and
gone his wild way.

When I return
he is in the same place.
A thrill of dread runs through me.
What does he want?
My children are gone,
the hamster sleeps
in his ball of shavings,
the kittens beneath the bed.
Can he smell
my giant vermin blood?
Does he know
I can resist nothing that loves me?

I rush beneath him
shrinking from the claws on my back,
the beak in my clavicle.
All afternoon I rage through my chores,
a woman distorted,
glaring from windows.
Does he expect
saucers of skinned mice
outside the door every evening?
He’ll have to realize
I can’t take any more love.

Yet when
early dusk
the rain a fine drizzle
the tree is empty,
I feel a pang
the sense of blood organs.
Gone his spotlight on the
dark larder of the night,
The black air filling his wings.
I am left in the crowded gloom
palely turning within walls.

[Debbie Pustorino]

no words could describe better the feeling of a retreat no matter where it occurs with souls such as these on here.. WOW Gizelle... beautiful

Gizelle said:

I send you all my love this night as you change into something you did not expect .... - Gizelle


*******************************************************************************************


The Natural Lover
by Jil Jeff Ginghoffer

Moving slowly
into the morning,
I crunch through the debris
of the children’s room,
draw back the curtains
and find myself staring
into the steadfast eyes
of a large owl
sitting on the lowest branch
of the Joshua Tree.

I run out and stand
idolatrous before him
in the rain,
ridiculously unfeathered
my outsize housecoat
flapping about me.
At last a sign, a portent
the Gods have noticed my struggles.
He gazes over my head
oblivious as the film star
looking to the limousine
at the curb.

Schooltime, and the children
smile shyly,
slipping into the car
beneath the owl.
As we roll down the driveway
he lifts his wings wide
and, effortlessly,
silent as snow falling,
glides the curve of the earth
to a neighbor’s roof.
I am relieved.
He has blessed us and
gone his wild way.

When I return
he is in the same place.
A thrill of dread runs through me.
What does he want?
My children are gone,
the hamster sleeps
in his ball of shavings,
the kittens beneath the bed.
Can he smell
my giant vermin blood?
Does he know
I can resist nothing that loves me?

I rush beneath him
shrinking from the claws on my back,
the beak in my clavicle.
All afternoon I rage through my chores,
a woman distorted,
glaring from windows.
Does he expect
saucers of skinned mice
outside the door every evening?
He’ll have to realize
I can’t take any more love.

Yet when
early dusk
the rain a fine drizzle
the tree is empty,
I feel a pang
the sense of blood organs.
Gone his spotlight on the
dark larder of the night,
The black air filling his wings.
I am left in the crowded gloom
palely turning within walls.

[Jason D Galbraith]

gorgeous poem!!! with gratitude, Jason...

Debbie Pustorino said:

no words could describe better the feeling of a retreat no matter where it occurs with souls such as these on here.. WOW Gizelle... beautiful

Gizelle said:

I send you all my love this night as you change into something you did not expect .... - Gizelle


*******************************************************************************************


The Natural Lover
by Jil Jeff Ginghoffer

Moving slowly
into the morning,
I crunch through the debris
of the children’s room,
draw back the curtains
and find myself staring
into the steadfast eyes
of a large owl
sitting on the lowest branch
of the Joshua Tree.

I run out and stand
idolatrous before him
in the rain,
ridiculously unfeathered
my outsize housecoat
flapping about me.
At last a sign, a portent
the Gods have noticed my struggles.
He gazes over my head
oblivious as the film star
looking to the limousine
at the curb.

Schooltime, and the children
smile shyly,
slipping into the car
beneath the owl.
As we roll down the driveway
he lifts his wings wide
and, effortlessly,
silent as snow falling,
glides the curve of the earth
to a neighbor’s roof.
I am relieved.
He has blessed us and
gone his wild way.

When I return
he is in the same place.
A thrill of dread runs through me.
What does he want?
My children are gone,
the hamster sleeps
in his ball of shavings,
the kittens beneath the bed.
Can he smell
my giant vermin blood?
Does he know
I can resist nothing that loves me?

I rush beneath him
shrinking from the claws on my back,
the beak in my clavicle.
All afternoon I rage through my chores,
a woman distorted,
glaring from windows.
Does he expect
saucers of skinned mice
outside the door every evening?
He’ll have to realize
I can’t take any more love.

Yet when
early dusk
the rain a fine drizzle
the tree is empty,
I feel a pang
the sense of blood organs.
Gone his spotlight on the
dark larder of the night,
The black air filling his wings.
I am left in the crowded gloom
palely turning within walls.

[Victoria SkyDancer]

This time around, I was not "just" a participant; this time, I was a co-creatrix, in from before the beginning, helping to create the sacred space. I took on a mantle of leadership and found it to be comfortable.
It was an honor for me to witness the catalyzing of journeys suddenly moving up to the next level, without warning. You have been struck by lightning, but no worries, your eyes will uncross soon enough. ;-)

This was my third retreat, and it marked a completion of Work that I have been doing this entire year within myself, tying off loose ends. I have done everything I can do for myself, on myself, by myself. Now I am preparing myself for the next phase of my journey, of living in community.
I shall begin anew with the new year, in the arms of aloha...

Blessed Be,
VSD

[Brian Piergrossi TheBigGlow]

Aloha!

Victoria SkyDancer said:

This time around, I was not "just" a participant; this time, I was a co-creatrix, in from before the beginning, helping to create the sacred space. I took on a mantle of leadership and found it to be comfortable.
It was an honor for me to witness the catalyzing of journeys suddenly moving up to the next level, without warning. You have been struck by lightning, but no worries, your eyes will uncross soon enough. ;-)

This was my third retreat, and it marked a completion of Work that I have been doing this entire year within myself, tying off loose ends. I have done everything I can do for myself, on myself, by myself. Now I am preparing myself for the next phase of my journey, of living in community.
I shall begin anew with the new year, in the arms of aloha...

Blessed Be,
VSD