In the past, pilgrims walking El Camino greeted each other in Latin with the salutation: Ultreia, meaning, ‘keep going, go beyond.’ The reply in Latin was Et Suseia, meaning, go higher…. This is our path forward… Ultreia, Et Suseia… Gate Gate Para Gate Para Sam Gate Bodhi Svaha! Gate Gate Para Gate Para Sam Gate Bodhi Svaha!

~Roshi Joan Halifax

how I show up from here…

inquiry for today~ and what are your choices?

flyin’ by…

When the spent sun throws up its rays on cloud

And goes down burning into the gulf below,

No voice in nature is heard to cry aloud

At what has happened. Birds, at least, must know

It is the change to darkness in the sky.

Murmuring something quiet in its breast,

One bird begins to close a faded eye;

Or overtaken too far from its nest,

Hurrying low above the grove, some waif

Swoops just in time to his remembered tree.

At most he thinks or twitters softly, “Safe!

Now let the night be dark for all of me.

Let the night be too dark for me to see

Into the future. Let what will be be.

~Robert Frost