The End of a Chapter

Our willingness to begin anew starts by ending the chapter before.~Ani Po

From page to page, day to day…we are glued to the pages before us. Trapped in the pages, whether favored or not, joyful or heart-wrenching…we cannot see what lay ahead until we turn the page.

It is often easier to turn the pages when in pure enjoyment, as we scan the words upon the pages. Not-so-easy when pages bring sadness or more challenges in our being.

Just as in our favorite reading material shows when words do not align with our thoughts of the day…we simply put the book down…tabling our attention from disheartening portions of the day. When we are ready to begin again, we pick up where we left off or we skip the chapter in it’s entirety. It is our book…we can do whatever we want…

Finding Balance

Finding balance amidst chaos of our days.~Ani Po

Someone stopped me last week, asking if it was possible to find peace when chaos is all around. I did not give her any advice, but offered more questions to ponder. Do we have a choice to respond or how we feel during these situations? Can we merely observe…allowing chaos to continue whilst smiling at atrocities of such events? Can we find beauty in such events, for they remain apart of us and we in they?

In any given moment we can find ourselves at a tipping point: too much energy given to chaos…scale tips and balance is lost; too much energy to being a bright light…scale tips and balance is lost. Best to remain unmoved by such chaotic events, smiling and laughing as to it no longer having a strangle hold on our realities…

 

Pure Power

Oh the crackling of your kindled soul,

Breath of warmth…kisses my frontal lobe.

Crickets sound,

For silence and crackling more.

Bliss, boredom, monkey mind ebbs and flows.

Sit just once more, smile in gratitude for ‘all there is’ has returned.

Once void…filled to the rim.

Oh the crackling of your kindled soul,

Blowing back kisses in return.

Stepping into the Canvas in pure power. Sitting long enough, restoring a mighty fire burning within…ignited and power flows freely…cleansing everything in its wake…Ani Po

Finding Sacred Space

Sacred space present wherever we are.~Ani Po

A man searches the world over for sacred space, only to have found it already under his feet. Seeing pain and suffering, clouded by judgment and/or hatred…overlooking sacred space afoot.

Holding his own…for self, family and community…sacred space grows in peace and love. With every step the sacred grows. Acknowledging pain and suffering, seeing natural beauty all around…it is so.

Kissing Mother with peace and love…each step in sacred gifting of selfless fashioning…It Is So…we are dancing on sacred ground.

 

 

 

Deep Gratitude

Dancing with inspiration, we inspire and become inspired.~Ani Po

Deepest gratitude for those whom arrived and those who are on their way. For the likes and shares, comments and syncrosensationals…more thanks.

As we inspire we are inspired, love we are loved…share and the world shares in gratitude. For it is through self our world changes; through self our perception or reality forever altered.

May your day be seen through a different lens…that of love…

Sacred Space

Finding oneself standing within sacred space.~Ani Po

What is sacred space? Can it be found in a building? Out in the forest? In a private room? The answer is yes. Sacred space does not exist in any one place but remains a state of mind. Seeing all as sacred, we enter holy ground.

Soon everything holy, everything a message from divine. Clarity in sight, sound and feeling remains of certainty. Holding space for self, community and global brotherhood, what was once a challenge, becomes a new norm.

Painted by divine, received by spirit…our Canvas of Life becomes the most sacred of spaces. Our Space…held with highest esteem remains for self…given freely at will.

Kissing the earth with every step…in peace and love…painting a new reality, new possibility for all humanity…

 

Be Here

What for seek which is not there.

Fill not void of non-existence.

Call out echoes of nothingness.

Cry to cleanse or ask for guidance.

Bleed for own true healing.

Self to global knowingness.

See through single lens or multitudes of such.

I am to she and they, as we are to stars and moon.

Gazed upon or plucked from the skies.

Be here or BE HERE…we are…Ani Po