Sitting Alone on a Thinline

Sitting Alone,

On a thin line.

Invisible to the rest,

But visible to self.

Somewhere between unlimited pain,

And unlimited Love,

We remain.


Unwilling to relive the past.

For the pain still exists.

Step back,

Step forward.

Gathering tools,

Letting them go.

Digging up pain and suffering,

Sitting with its medicine.



Just sitting.

Unwilling to hide imperfections,

Accepting a crooked path,

Scatter brained and all.

Sit with the pain,

Acknowledging its medicine.

Making a choice,

To follow another..

Or following ones own heart.

Bleeding out,

Leaving a trail.

Creating a false reality,

Hiding what remains.

This is me,

This is who I am.



No longer.

Leaving the broken pieces behind,

Or walking with medicine of a broken past.

This is me,

This is who I am.


And Raw.

Emptying my own cup.

Filled with truth,

Picking up the pieces.



I am whole once again.

Stepping into the Canvas leaving a trail. Not for any one person to follow but for self to recount the steps taken amidst the Canvas…


Step In




Or monotony.




Frozen in thought.

What once was,

No longer.

The canvas,



Once more.


Or determined.



Let it be so.

Step out,

Step in.

A new reality awaits…Ani Po

Taking Care of Self

With the world moving at 1,000 miles per hour, our days often reflect the speed set forth. Inundated with tasks, responsibilities, things to do and stuff to accomplish. Children pulling at our pant legs, others requesting our time and the list goes on.

We could see it as a reality flying out of control or we can choose to see it as a world on fire, shifting our consciousness from out of control to in control. Even when our days are ahead of us, we can pause…reeling it back into a pace set by our own comfort level.

But there are times, even when the masterful hit the wall…unable to recover. What to do? Rest. Take a moment for self. Find a place of sacred healing and allow the physical body to catch up or gain strength.

We are continuously redefining our own reality, causing a shift in global reality. Gaining strength and passion for our desired realities. With every up there is a down, every roadblock another way…sometimes a short pause is enough for the greater picture to come into focus.

We breathe…allowing self care to pamper our soul.~Ani Po


Breathe out

Breathe in,

Breathe out.

The world is not perfect and either is self…or is it?

When all is going our way we see beauty of the day, but what about when it doesn’t go our way? Can we see magnificence when all looks dark and gray?  This is the trap of our own mind. We perceive and translate the world as we see it.

Stuck in the gloom we perceive the world as dark and unforgiving, bleak and irreparable. We are left to choose. Stay in misery or climb out of its stronghold on our reality. Remain and our immune system parallels with our thoughts, bringing more pain and misery.

How to transmute our reality? See the good within the day, whether big or small. Start small and go big, changing our steps to align with bright and promising or healed and forgiven. See it, believe it and allow a transformation to exist.

With a small step we step from gloom and doom to endless rays of sunshine. We step now…we breathe…breathing the light of hope.

Breathe in,

Breathe out.

We are creators of our reality, we are changers of thought…it is so.~Ani Po

Ani Po

Beautiful Spirit,





See all as divine,

Purposeful realities.

Thousands unfold,

Thousands more.

In a single acorn,

Single drop,

All is present.

Look deeper,

Into nature,

Observe the self.

All seen,

Is unseen.

All that is in outer realms,

Exist in the nucleus of being.



I Am here.

~Ani Po

Help Just One Person


With nobody to listen.

Gifts to share,

No reception of these.

Walk away,

For a thousand times.

Heart expansion,

Pulling us to where needed.

Will anyone listen?

It does not matter.

Will anyone notice?

More attachment.

Deep within the self,

The Universe awaits its birth.

For all things,

All realities,

Exist as they’ve always been.


Or omnipresent?

We are,

Are we.

Friending Alone,

Greeting new days.

Helping self,

Helping All.

Help just one person,

That person is self.

~Ani Po


Sharing the Sunrise of Our Hearts

May the sun rise within the heart,

Blanketed by clouds of warmth.

With showers of joy,

No longer afraid of the storms.

Rainbows promise,

Peace within our days.

The great divide,

Made whole once more.

We are the shift-changers,

Restoring balance all around.

We sit quietly,

Rise up as needed.

Gracefully moving forward,

Sharing the Sun-Rise of our Hearts.

~Ani Po