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       april 2007  




sightings
listening on the land
new store design




It's spring, and the junipers are in rut. Those reddish junipers among the green ones? if you're looking in the right place at the right time you'll see what looks like sudden big puffs of smoke. Fire!?!?!? No. Some animal digging in the dust behind the tree?? No -- it's a male juniper's seasonal polination explosion. (That may not be the official descriptive phrase.)

And on another scale, other flowerings.




This month the story's mostly about building.  Matin has been working on the zikr hall project at Khankah Jemila Nur,



which got a big funding boost from a successful yard sale engineered by Mariam.  Here Noorudin boosts a classic bead curtain while Mariam and Sophia arrange the bake sale.



Donkeyhenge?  On the land, these cement foundation posts are the beginnings of Rashad and Susanne's new home.



Hayra Nur is putting up some reed fencing.



Krishna and Ishtar are making amazing progress on the maqbara meditation hut foundation. Krishna milled this lumber down by the creek, then they shovelled and shoved a road through the flood rubble to get a truck across, and finally hauled the boards up the steep hill by hand.



The month ended with Darvesha's Beatitudes Retreat.  Nights and mornings were chilly. These folks are all SSC Board members: Sophia Shunny -- also our newest member donor! -- Michael Kothrade, Azima Forest and Peter Lipa.



Days were warm and sunny, fine for time at Bear Creek, if not in it,



for dancing in the dome,



and, of course, for fabulous food.



Here's Michael, sitting in the sun in an 'uncovered eating area.'  He's drawing up some plans for how to make a covered  area to eat in if it rains.  

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            listening on the land         
The Voice

The Power sent me.
I appear in the minds I make restless.
I am found within by those who look for me.
If I disturb your mind with images, why not look at them?
If you can hear me in a sound, why not listen?
Whoever waits for me -- here I am, embrace me!
Don't deny you've seen me,
Don't shut my sound out of your ears -- or your voice.
You cannot fail to "know" me, anywhere or anytime.
I am both what knows and what denies knowledge.
Be aware, this moment --
don't claim ignorance of this mind.

For I am first and last,
honored and dishonored
prostitute and saint,
experienced and virginal
..........................................

I am the silence not grasped by the mind,
the image you can't forget.
I am the voice of every natural sound,
the word that always reappears.
I am the intonation of my name  ...
the breath returning from form to its source.


a version of sections of the gnostic text "Thunder, Perfect Mind"
in Neil Douglas-Klotz, Desert Wisdom. p.107

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Here's the gateway to our Cafe Press shop

http://www.cafepress.com/swsufi


New this month: the donkeys!



on shirts, bags, mugs ...
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