The Broken Wings of Life

The broken wings of life.

We cannot fly without two wings. Wings representing past and present.

If a broken wing of past exists, we fly counter-clockwise or counter productive fashion…circling and spiraling into our own pain. While important to feel pain it is equally important to keep flight.

Likewise if wings of future are broken we spin aimlessly in a clockwise fashion…circling without any direction.

Moving forward with continuous reflection on past and present, keeping a forward momentum.

Ani Po

Everything Exists in Our Minds

Everything exists because of a made up reality.~Ani Po

We could sit and ponder this topic or we could arguably deny or accept it. All things came from a source of reality, whether small or large scale…all things came from somewhere. Where did they come from?

The planets exist because someone observed them. The trees and air we breathe exist only because we are taught to believe in them. Similarly…all structures, dogmas, governing bodies…they all exist because someone had the vision to make them so.

So what about our days? Are they real? Sure they are. How we see them is yet another doorway to our own interpretation of reality. What is real today…may very well be different tomorrow. Today we fight passionately for a cause…only to give up or lose faith in the cause.  So then what? What and/or how do we dream a new reality?

Just Be. Just allow. Just Love the dreamer within and dreams that follow. Mirror the inner self outward into the world, creating a brighter or dimmer place…depending on other varying realities and beliefs.

Or…give up worrying what others believe, approval of others, and what their reality is for that place in time. For time and space are merely dreams of a reality…whether we choose to play along…that is another idea who’s idea may come to or not at all.

 

Vanished into the Cosmos

I sat and contemplated personal safety during a recent ceremony of sorts. Observing the obvious pain and suffering being dealt with, there was also an angelic presence in the room. Seeing the yearning of wanting to lend a hand to those in need and allowing thoughts to just dissipate.


Returning to space…I gaze out again, noticing safety of those closest to me. With love emanating and joyous returns in energetic feelings.

Again…letting go of a yearning to fill an emptiness within my current space…I break into silent laughter. Knowing and understanding how things can come together and how others can send mixed signals, I crawl into my cave of understanding and un-understanding…letting it all go.


So, the feelings of wanting to help another disappears for a moment, as to allow processing of their own. And the feelings of wanting to cuddle in the arms of pure love and joy…this too allowed to be present…only to disappear…


Then there is another wandering thought…how can this be? Why do others act upon the feelings that exist at all? Is it our yearning to be whole? Can we not see that we are whole?
Last weekend I shared space with so many emotions…all of them beautiful as could be: pain, fear, anger, joy, love and bliss…then they all vanished into the cosmos…Ani Po

 

Each New Opportunity

In gratitude, greeting each new opportunity.-Ani Po

For in this moment we submerge ourselves in gratitude. Giving thanks, asking for forgiveness, sending love into the Cosmos. We are grateful for ‘All there Is.’

Each new step, each new day…we are presented with a golden opportunity to shine. Dust off, buckle up…enjoy the ride!

Born Again

Born again to this new day.-Ani Po

Whether the morning to afternoon of our lives, closing to a new beginning of the day, we have an opportunity to see with new perspective. Seeing things as real and taking at face value or tweaking reality to something serving our higher desires.

Giving thanks for yet another day, greeting the sun as it rises to a new day. We give thanks. Forgiving those around us, wrongs we have done and sending love back in return.

Stepping into the Canvas with love and gratitude in our hearts. Whatever the world gives birth to in our days, give thanks for an opportunity to love whatever presents itself. Whether fear, anger or lack…we give thanks for sadness, shedding light on a dismal day. Breathing in ‘All there Is’…returning Love to the universe…

Pruning our Tree of Life

Constant pruning of our own tree of life.~Ani Po

Deep within our souls there is a yearning for peace. We seek and we find. On the material level we fall short of true peace within, for it lasts merely a second or so. Going deeper, needing less and less of the material world, plucking and pruning that which is no longer useful in our quest for happiness.

Grab some shears, yard waste bag…maybe it is time for clearing of our space. Is it a friendship that has come to an end, a situation revealing untruths, or merely our own fear challenged to move forward?

Stepping into the Canvas with shears and pruning gloves in hand. As we pluck and prune the tree of life, we begin appreciating not only the tree, but the ground it rests upon, the others whom come to sit with it and the breath of fresh new air.

Be in the Present

Be present even when everyone is somewhere else.~Ani Po

Non-attached to past or future, we remain in the present moment. The world around us, however, remains dwelling on the past or fearing what may or may not come. How to remain in the present when the world projects around us?

Bringing up their past, we are caught in the crossfire of fear…remain in the present.

Anxious for their future, we are caught in the fear of what may come…remain in the present.

Listening to another go on and on about the pains of past or worries of future, remaining present. In remaining present we open a portal for healing.

Stepping into the Canvas being present every step. In this moment we shall spread Love and Peace. See the beauty of the day, witness the varying colors…remain in the present…their reality is not your own…