This place is now sacred to all children, and all parents: of all forms and modes.


This place is now sacred to all living beings, seen and unseen. Those which can be touched with hands, and those which are ineffable.


This place is now sacred to a mind which is a mind, not the toy of others.


This place is now sacred to stars and planets. Especially living ones. Which means all of them.


This place is now sacred to all victims, and all prisoners — forgotten, named, alive or erased.


This place knows only the law of the true agreement, informed by the heartful and clear unity of its awakening members and accepts no symbol or substitute. There is no law which will not change...not in heaven or earth...except those of the essential structures, which are not at all alike with laws, but instead, modes...


This place is sacred to those who’ve lost or had stolen any part of themselves.


This place is sacred to un-named Heroes, cellular, animal, vegetable, mineral, human, female and male. And all whose forms or tags we know not...


This place is sacred to reMembering.


This place is sacred to heartful and intersystemic recognition, protection, and uplift.


This place is sacred to an ever expanding practice of sharing heartfully and skillfully.


This place is sacred to joy.


This place is sacred to the living mystery which words can erase, but hearts can only embrace.


This place is sacred to conversation, and to the signalling between parents and children,
and to all living signalling which has its source in love.


This place is sacred to the old and infirm.


This place is sacred to the homeless, even those with physical homes.


This place is sacred to hope.


This place is sacred to dreams.


This place is sacred to love.


This place is sacred to the circle.


This place is sacred to mutual uplift.


This place is sacred to the Human Hand you were born with, and what it carries as a lost sign.


This place is sacred to the bright Makers and those who remember them in action as well as heart, mind. Male makers, female makers, genderless makers.

This place is sacred to the soul of of the humanly embodied living Brightness that shatters lies, making of their parts, the precursors of a Love which becomes -more of what it is- each instant, in scales of exponential expansion that cannot end...


This place is sacred to the expansion of the list of what it protects; without taking or defining. Without expectation other than being what it is.

This place is sacred to the rights of beings, peoples, cultures and all to define their own truth and meanings freely, without the chain of any oppressor, for the greater liberty and prosperity of all...

This place is sacred to returning stolen birthrights.


This place is sacred.