This landed in my in box the other day and I just have to share it. It resonates with me on a very deep level.... This is a conspiracy that I am a part of...:) A SPIRITUAL CONSPIRACY On the surface of the world right now there is war and violence and things seem dark. But calmly and quietly, at the same time, something else is happening underground An inner revolution is taking place and certain individuals are being called to a higher light. It is a silent revolution. From the inside out. From the ground up. This is a Global operation. A Spiritual Conspiracy. There are sleeper cells in every nation on the planet. You wont see us on the T.V. You wont read about us in the newspaper You wont hear about us on the radio We dont seek any glory We dont wear any uniform We come in all shapes and sizes, colors and styles Most of us work anonymously We are quietly working behind the scenes in every country and culture of the world Cities big and small, mountains and valleys, in farms and villages, tribes and remote islands You could pass by one of us on the street and not even notice We go undercover We remain behind the scenes It is of no concern to us who takes the final credit But simply that the work gets done Occasionally we spot each other in the street We give a quiet nod and continue on our way During the day many of us pretend we have normal jobs But behind the false storefront at night is where the real work takes a place Some call us the Conscious Army We are slowly creating a new world with the power of our minds and hearts We follow, with passion and joy Our orders come from from the Central Spiritual Intelligence We are dropping soft, secret love bombs when no one is looking Poems ~ Hugs ~ Music ~ Photography ~ Movies ~ Kind words ~ Smiles ~ Meditation and prayer ~ Dance ~ Social activism ~ Websites Blogs ~ Random acts of kindness... We each express ourselves in our own unique ways with our own unique gifts and talents Be the change you want to see in the world That is the motto that fills our hearts We know it is the only way real transformation takes place We know that quietly and humbly we have the power of all the oceans combined Our work is slow and meticulous Like the formation of mountains It is not even visible at first glance And yet with it entire tectonic plates shall be moved in the centuries to come Love is the new religion of the 21st century You dont have to be a highly educated person Or have any exceptional knowledge to understand it It comes from the intelligence of the heart Embedded in the timeless evolutionary pulse of all human beings Be the change you want to see in the world Nobody else can do it for you We are now recruiting Perhaps you will join us Or already have. All are welcome The door is open ~ Brian Piergrossi www.thebigglow.com

Today is "earth day" and I wish there was something wonderfully inspiring and monumental that I could write or do that could convey my utter gratitude and love of the earth and all her inhabitants.... After "being with" this idea all morning the one "single thing" that I have happened upon is JOY. How can I (we) express my (our) love and gratitude for all the gifts of the earth? Express JOY!!! We can walk barefoot through the grass, hug trees, dance in the rain and climb mountains just because they are there. We can plant flowers, because "the earth laughs in flowers"; we can gather together and sing and love one another and know that we, too, are part of the divine wonders of the earth! I know this isn't a "new" thought, but it is something that, for me, has been difficult to really internalize and make real. Though, I must admit that I am learning to let go more and just show my gratitude with JOY, it is still somewhat of a challenge to not want to "save the world"! GULP! Having been somewhat of a "lorax" all my life, I am learning that there is a balance between speaking up and out and just letting the wisdom of everything unfold.... Everyday, I am becoming more comfortable living this paradox...It's all good. :) Anywhoo......Words cannot adequately express my gratitude for mother earth and all that is....soooo, I will spend my day planting flowers, walking barefoot, hugging trees and singing with my kiddos!!! Wishing you a blessed earth day! Namaste, S:) PS In my process this morning I was, for some reason, reminded of the following poem.... Hmmmmmm.....;) Mute By Margaret Atwood Whether to speak or not: the question that comes up again when you think you've said too much, again. Another clutch of nouns, a fistful: look how they pick them over, the shoppers for words, pinching here and there to see if they're bruised yet. Verbs are no better, they wind them up again too tight and the spring breaks. You can't take another poem of spring, not with the wound-up vowels, not with the bruised word green in it, not yours, not with ants crawling all over it, not this infestation. It's a market. flyspecked; how do you wash a language? There's the beginning of a bad smell, you can hear the growls, something's being eaten, once too often. Your mouth feels rotted. Why involve yourself? You'd do better to sit off to the side, on the sidewalk under the awning, hands cupped over your mouth, your ears, your eyes, with a cup in front of you into which people will or will not drop pennies. They think you can't talk, they're sorry for you, but. But you're waiting for the word, the one that will finally be right. A compound, the generation of life, mud and light.

Anything that I am passionate about... ....If I am in the flow and filled with love ....nothing seems like work...;)