Gentle Kisses

Just as the gentle kisses rain upon my forehead,

The day kisses me with happiness.

To be drowned in worry,

Remaining cold and wet.

To smile in delight,

Dancing in its warm embrace.

Just as the gentle kisses rain upon my forehead,

It is returned…giving thanks for a delightful reminder.

~Ani Po

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Deeper Understanding

This is my reality,

from the depths of my soul.

Once voided out black,

Now illuminating with technicolor.

What I see you do not,

What you may see remains foreign to me.

Blue because that is what they have said,

But is the blue the same for me and you?

The depths of my understanding, written upon the Canvas,

For it may not be understood by another.

Likewise your truth is yours,

May not be my own.

For in understanding I see what you see,

You hear what I hear.

In collaboration we create a beautiful masterpiece,

Left for self interpretation.

Stepping into the Canvas with yet a deeper understanding. As we unravel one truth to the next, we come to yet another. Knowing very little, once knowing everything, our reality is dissolved in a single stroke of the Masters’ brush upon the Canvas of Life.

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Gift of Thanks

Gratitude is the inward feeling of kindness received. Thankfulness is the natural impulse to express that feeling. Thanks giving is the following of that impulse.~Henry Van Dyke

Thanksgiving is not just a day…it is everyday if we choose. Too often we get caught up in our daily busy lives we forget to give thanks, so we reserve a day to share our thanks with those closest to us…with a bit of Love spewing as we share this feeling with others. Why is it just one day? Can it be everyday? It sure can.

Each day is opportunity to share thanks with those closest to us, those far or near and even the strangers that we pass. Give it a try…give thanks for the many gifts already received and those on their, but most importantly…share thanks with another…

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Garden of Compassion

Grief can be the garden of compassion. If you keep your heart open through everything, your pain can become your greatest ally in you life’s search for love and wisdom.~Rumi

There is a sense of non-attachment here. When we attach to things, whether material or no-material, we open ourselves up for pain and suffering. Letting go of all expectations, we allow ourselves to move freely passed a said unfortunate moment. Instead of suffering, we learn and grow from the present circumstances.

Setting intentions for the day, week or even longer, our thoughts are set in motion for unlimited possibilities. Rejoice along the way whether as expected or not so much. Through the process of setting intentions we are painting a masterpiece upon the Canvas of Life.

Stepping into the Canvas painting with an open heart. We are here to create, observe, rejoice and repeat it all over. Sing and Dance, laugh and play, remaining in balance along the way.

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Formless and Void

In the beginning was the Word and the word was complete and the word was so. Even in ‘the beginning’ it was with a word or thought. Divinely written upon the hearts of man, carried out by spirit. We think therefore we are, we step and our actions begin paving the Way.

We are a work in progress and with a little practice shall see we are at the center of the universe, we are a spark of a divine universe, and we are the Universe. Universal thought created in sacred space…becomes so and is one with Creator.

Our first thought shall be of change, contemplating how change may look like and setting forth these changes.

How does tomorrow look for you? Will you remain in the same situation? If you could change how tomorrow looks, what will it look like? How can we attain the change?

Let us take a look at what our day may look like…

If you unlimited funds and you could do anything you wanted, what would you do first?

If there is one thing that you could change, what would it be?

So many questions to ask oneself, but the biggest is whether or not we can let go of that which we fear most…our past. It took a couple of years for me to come to this realization…everything, I mean everything leading up to this place in time has molded us in some fashion. Whether positively or negative influenced, we are molded into the person we have become. Do we like what we see? Then congratulations, you have found true happiness! Raising an eyebrow at which we see, then what is it that we would like to see change? Time to make the changes.

For me it was necessary to forgive myself and those around me who may have caused pain or suffering in some fashion. I say this lightly, as true suffering is an illusion of self and lives within the confines of our own mind. We suffer only by the mere thoughts of suffering. However when we are young it is difficult to comprehend the abuse that we endure. As we grow older, we let go of the pain instilled within our thoughts…allowing freedom to ring our louder and louder each day. As wisdom of the ages is placed within our thoughts, we let go of the pains of yesteryear, allowing eternal peace to be born.

Through careful contemplation we see through different eyes. Like a kaleidoscope of truth, we see reality unfold into a myriad of realities…never really knowing which is real or dream, just allowing the feeling of being true to self to flow through. Taking necessary me time to ponder the daily routine, allowing change thought to come forth. Within our sacred timing, divine results shall be witnessed.

It is within our thoughts void is filled. From formless to formed, birth is given to new reality.

Stepping into the Canvas no boundaries once more. Names and labels have gone, understanding is fading away…we are merely enjoying the vast openness of reality. From formless to formed, void to being filled…in letting go we receive everything that we ever desired.

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A Place of No Names

There is a place of no names

No Faces

No Segregation

No Labels.

There are no pens to write

No brushes to paint

No Canvas to create.

A place of darkness

A place without void or form.

Not for the faint-hearted

For there is nothing.

No quad shot four pump venti lattes

No…just nothing.

No music

No Sound

No…just nothing.

For there is a thought which emerges, allowing a reality to exist.

A thought which fuels a whole cosmos into form.

It is this place of knowing the center is within us and possibilities endless.

Within our darkness, we retreat to a brighter place.

Beginning with a spark…exploding to a raging fire.

Let it be so.

Stepping into the Canvas with no thoughts…but one. An idea or thought that meets at a level of the heart. Through gratitude and joy, intention and action…we emerge in an eternal bliss of happiness. How can it begin with a single thought? Where do you think it all began?

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