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Double Rainbow Family

Double Rainbow Family

Going to a National Rainbow Gathering is an amazing experience. That’s putting it mildly. All six of my now grown kids and two of my three grandkids have accompanied me to at least one of the two I attended. One was 10,000 feet up in the Uinta Mountains of Utah, the other 9,000 feet up in the Sangre de Cristos Mountains of New Mexico.

It’s no surprise I felt at home after finally making it to Welcome Home camp the first time. It reminded me of gatherings of hippies up in the mountains of New Mexico that my family and I attended when we lived next door to the Hog Farm. Only a thousand times bigger. There were an estimated 30,000 in Utah and about 15,000 in New Mexico. That’s a lot of Rainbows camping out in the forest at once!

My backpack immediately felt lighter upon leaving A-Camp (where the bikers and all who wish to drink alcohol hang out). People began telling us, “Welcome Home” right away.

The kitchens are spread far apart, some with lots of impressive cooking equipment. Luvin’ Ovens builds ovens out of stones and mud and bake chocolate chip cookies and deep dish pizza at night and share freely.

At Jesus Camp, food is given freely throughout the day. Something I took note of when my teenagers took all the food to their little campsite about a ten minute walk from mine.

At Granola Funk, they even have a generator, with musicians providing live music on into the night.

Campfires scatter across the mountains, with singing and drumming. People shout, “We love you!” across the meadow to each other. In the main meadow there’s an evening gathering for dinner every evening, and everyone making a huge circle. Many kitchens bring down ice chests and huge potfuls of lentils, rice dishes, other kinds of beans, maybe some kind of kale or spinach dish.

Then on the 4th of July, silence is held until the Om Circle at noon. The silence after so much noise is stupendous.

And to hold hands and Om for twenty minutes after the sacred silence is beyond amazing. It is glorious, and one of the many experiences which give me faith in humanity.

After the Om Circle is the Kiddy Parade, then the Ginger Parade, then the celebration. It’s the Rainbow High Holy Day to pray for peace on Earth.

Instead of money, there’s bartering. Lots of crystals, jewelry, tie dye and Hindu style clothes. Spiritual books.

Conversations about magic and manifesting and how powerful we truly be are common. Healers everywhere (at least that was my experience). It’s a western Shambala.

And coming back to Babylon after so much bliss is not easy. But when things get very rough, I feel the Light inside me, and remember the feeling of holding hands with thousands, and I embrace this world and all her people with my etheric Paravati arms.

My soul longs to live up on a mountain again, but my calling is to remain in the home I was called back to 24 years ago this month. Wow. Time flies! Such a big family, activities of daily living took so much more time when they were small.

I love you all, may your Thursday be blessed!

Thursday’s child has far to go. I was born on a Thursday.

Om Shanti.

We Are All Rainbows

We Are All Rainbows

Paravati in me has helped me multitask through forty years of birthing and raising six beautiful souls, after helping raise my own brothers and sisters, and sometimes Mama too. Feels like I suddenly may have her eight arms whenever midswirl in activities.

Ganesh in me helps remove my inner and outer obstacles, reminds me to grin after another dance with Trickster. For he knows what it’s like, his own papa Shiva burned his first head off. And then gave him an elephant head to appease his mama.

Kuan Yin in me has filled me with empathy and compassion. Even with my first baby, any time I heard any baby cry, my milk would spring forth.

Mixing traditions is what I do, do so love that eagle’s eye point of view. No disrespect intended, so much respect for all, yet no boxes, only the teachings of the ways of love and light for me, along with love for my shadow and our collective shadow, for to hate or fear it or deny it is dis-empowering.

Fearlessly my heart opens to the Christos flame as Christ Consciousness unites us all, teaching us to be vessels, to be the Rainbow Bridge and dance together into the New World.

My own personal Jesus loves my inclusivity, it’s what he has taught me. Loving all means also loving Self. When we turn within, we find this great Love which passes all understanding.

And with that comes Peace. This is the mandala I gaze upon. We are all Rainbows.

Blessed be. Amen. Om Namaha Shivaya.

The Hall of New Beginnings

The Hall of New Beginnings

Floating between
lifetimes
in the hall of
New Beginnings

this world between worlds

where infinite possibilities

stretch out
across
the imaginary
boundaries
of Time.

This is No-Time
and No-Space,
this Longer Now,
this No-Thing-Ness

place where I am free,

I am loved and loving,
this cloak of pain and scars
softly fading,
my rainbow cloak
brightly glowing,
for I herald from the stars.

Planted in this world of Light
and Shadow to help new beginnings grow.

My children are my garden,
they are the quivering arrows
of life shot from my bow.
They are grown into saplings now,
their roots digging deeper into this earth,
their branches spreading far and wide,
they too are planting gardens,
they too are in this Hall of New Beginnings.
They too herald from the stars.

Healing now,
loving ourselves,
loving each other
Unconditionally,
loving this world and
all her inhabitants
Unconditionally,
we are breathing
and loving the New Earth
into being.

Om Shanti.

Blessed be.

A’ho Mitakuye Oyasin.

© Kamea Moonmaiden

Love Will Find You

Love Will Find You

Love will find you,

yes, find you and

remind you of the

sweetest things this

life has to offer.

The delicacy of

lingering kisses,

the warmth of

heartfelt embraces,

the comfort of

spooning,

the gratification

of stimulating

conversations,

lasting long into the night,

starting early Sunday mornings,

love will find you.

Love will sneak

up on you,

catch you off guard,

leave you breathless,

knees shaking,

heart pounding,

soul singing “Yes”

as each beautiful

moment unfolds

into itself,

healing all wounds,

dissolving all pain,

Love, the great healer,

will find you at last.

© Kamea Moonmaiden

Better Days

Better Days


Those days of punishment
and confinement
over now,
I died a thousand times,
and still am here,
heart filled with gratitude,
heart filled with song,
clearing spaces,
new space,
new heart,
new me.

In that time of dying,
lessons learned,
tools given,
tools of healing
and forgiveness,
led me through
the labyrinth,

And out of the primordial goo,
these wings, these wings,
they grew, they grew.

Some cannot recognize me now,
so used to my caterpillar days,
so used to my wounded warrior ways,
that these wings, these wings,
they cannot see these wings.

Perhaps their rainbow iridescent hues
are too brilliant
to see through
caterpillar eyes.

© Kamea Moonmaiden

No More Sides

No More Sides

Pick a card,
choose a side,
but don’t ever
look inside,
it’s so much better
to duck and hide
from each other.

Be afraid, be so afraid
of every difference
that you see,
look through the lens
only partially,
locally,
not globally.

Ahh but don’t you
see, that inside
we are always free,
and when we look inside
we see,
the true face of
humanity.

It’s not our differences
that matter,
but all the ways
we are the same,
one family we be,
part of Gaia’s giving tree,
we can be free.

Embracing Oneness as our path,
diversity delights us at last,
And hand in hand we stand up
collectively.

We stand up for each other,
for our planet, She is our mother,
And what we do to her,
we do to each other.

And what we do to one another,
we do to ourselves,
In La’kesh,
we are connected,
I am another you.
And I wish always
the best for you.

Deep breaths now,
the time has come to band together,
to hold our candles in the rain,
as the world has gone insane,
fighting wars,
so much pain,
but in the center there is calm,
And that calm is where we be,
powerfully connected,
And Love will set us free!

© Kamea Moonmaiden 10/2017