Goodbyes

So now my time of guiding you through this journey is coming to a close. I have so enjoyed sharing our adventures with you. This list will remain open for a week or so more while I travel home, and you have full access to the archives of stories at yahoogroups.com. Then I plan to convert the list into a place where the pilgrims can keep in touch with one another. If you were not on the pilgrimage, I will
remove you from the list without any required effort from you (or you are welcome to unsubscribe yourself through yahoogroups). If you would like to continue to hear about Prema and Anahata's work and travels, they are going to have their own list called "PremanahataraOmTare" at yahoogroups. If you would like to be part of this list, please respond to this E-mail and I will move you
from one list to the other (or you may join it yourself via yahoogroups). This work is my gift to my teachers.

This pilgrimage has been one of the most powerful experiences of my life. So many things have changed in my perspective of the world. I know I will be processing things for a long time. It was especially poignant at this time because of the instability in the world. Coming here right now was a risk, a danger... but we came. And we danced.

And so I wish to leave you with a song. It is by Libby Roderick, one of my favorite singers, and I have thought about it often on this pilgrimage. In this time of war and fear, we dance. I now give this to you.

Dance in the face of your fears.

Dancing in Front of the Guns
We're facing the guns again, we have faced them before
Humanity's longing, after so many deaths,
for something more human than war
But part of me whispers, take your body and run away
Leave the vision to somebody else,
Then I hear myself say

I'd rather be dancing at the edge of my grave
I'd rather be holding you close as we march forward
loving and brave
I'd rather be singing in the face of my fear
I'd rather be dancing in front of the guns,
as long as I'm here.

Life is so dangerous that there's little to fear
Life is so possible, every breath a frontier
And they've brought out the guns once again'
cause they haven't a clue
That we could be dancing, the whole human race,
each one must choose

And I'd rather be dancing....

To the drum of my heartbeat pounding up through my feet
With millions of lovers urging me on
as we take to the streets
As we face the terror, if I leave here before my time
One thing's for certain, I'll go dancing, and I'll go alive!

And I'd rather be dancing....

Dance with me, as long as I'm here

I wish you all the best in life. May you be safe. May you be happy. May you be healthy. May you know peace.

Bright Tara Blessings,
Jessica Zebrine