SPECIAL EQUINOX TREAT
This is a live recording of an equinox meditation we did in nature (outdoors, in Griffith Park) in 2018. It is slightly more angled toward the Autumnal Equinox in the Northern Hemisphere, but its ability to connect us to the natural world will also work well for the Spring Equinox for my friends in the Southern Hemisphere.
The best way to experience this would be through headphones at a park or other natural place with trees. I would leave extra time as the meditation fades out to continue communing with nature and the trees and see what comes through.
You can do this practice more than once - it connects us to the natural world and especially to trees and their special magic (which is a good antidote to the current man-made geopolitical chaos).
I hope you enjoy it and it helps you through the portal of the Equinox.
Also for September 2026, I give you both the little intro. talk and meditation for Vision 77 - URBAN TO FERAL - from the 99 Visions audio project (full collection lives in the Library). Enjoy!
“I could not be a poet without the natural world. Someone else could. But not me. For me the door to the woods is the door to the temple.”
—Mary Oliver
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And it was at that age… Poetry arrived
in search of me. I don’t know, I don’t know where
it came from, from winter or a river.
I don’t know how or when,
no they were not voices, they were not
words, nor silence,
but from a street I was summoned,
from the branches of night,
abruptly from the others,
among violent fires
or returning alone,
there I was without a face
and it touched me.
I did not know what to say, my mouth
had no way
with names,
my eyes were blind,
and something started in my soul,
fever or forgotten wings,
and I made my own way,
deciphering
that fire,
and I wrote the first faint line,
faint, without substance, pure
nonsense,
pure wisdom
of someone who knows nothing,
and suddenly I saw
the heavens
unfastened
and open,
planets,
palpitating plantations,
shadow perforated,
riddled
with arrows, fire and flowers,
the winding night, the universe.
And I, infinitesimal being,
drunk with the great starry
void,
likeness, image of
mystery,
felt myself a pure part
of the abyss,
I wheeled with the stars,
my heart broke loose on the wind.
- Pablo Neruda
“My first Photoshop dream.
I dreamed I was erasing my past in Photoshop, but it turned out that I was using the ‘clone tool’ - so instead of erasing I was just copying chunks of the past into the future.”
- Brian Eno (1995)