Things Are Not What they Seem

All that is gold does not glitter; not all those who wander are lost; the old that is strong does not wither; deep roots are not reached by the frost.~J.R.Tolkien

Too often we judge a book by its cover, failing to read the contents. Lazily looking out into the world, forgetting there is still much more to learn. Too busy or conditioned response? It is not too late to see anew.

Stepping into the Canvas with deeper perspective for things are not what they seem. Just for today I will look deeper within the beauty of they day, allowing deeper mysteries to surface. That which was unseen shall be made seen.



The wind howls with frozen particles crashing into me.

Questions and answers ebb and flow.

Choosing to see validity and of importance.

To master the self is to master the mind.

Cleaning, clearing…hence the great void returns.

Enter the void, nothingness and everythingness collide.

Blink…stepping into Mind. Open…back into body.

Like the wind our conscious flows with spirit in and out of realities.

Step in, step out. Questions flow, answers return. Nothing to anew.

In choosing our thoughts, we choose our reality.

Allowing other realities to cloud our own,  thoughts become not of our world.

Like time passing by or time standing still.

Losing all answers to what or where, but merely observing the how and when.

Reality has faded…blink…a new reality is born.

Ani Po


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…


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.


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.


Expanding our Circle of Love

On our way to syncrosensational we acknowledge the many differences within our days. Differences of person to person interactions, situations which test our patience, and our belief that happiness isn’t possible. The reality is that happiness is always possible.
If it is a previous belief or a chemical imbalance there is still a way out of boundary mentality, stuck in an existing reality…expanding to a borderless reality
If earlier belief has a stronghold on one’s reality it may be due to physical or mental strain, difficult people in our lives or pressures of the days to work as hard as we can to make ends meet. Either way, it is within our ability to let go of this belief of being stuck in any given situation. We need only let go of the negative belief and seek a more positive pathway towards happiness. While happiness is not a destination it is a belief that is attainable no matter what.
What about chemical imbalances? or psychological beliefs such as Post Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD)? I am not an expert on this but I have met many whom have done extensive work with others who have experienced both chemical imbalances or PTSD, inhibiting the person from seeing a positive outcome in their daily lives. Given an opportunity the imbalance can be restored.
Our self-worth is challenged by many factors of life. Until we learn to let go, we may never see the light of day…remaining in the dark night of the soul.
How do we change our situation? How do we see things in a brighter way? With baby steps and much self-worth, we extend our love to the self, closest family and friends…until it contagiously expands in our own reality. With a single step of self-love, we find happiness with self. Accepting self for the divine being it is.
Once our self-worth is raised it expands to others within our immediate circle. Expanding to this circle, it then grow into the outer circles of our reality. Step by step, circle by circle our thoughts of happiness grows. As our happiness grows we add to the vibration of the universe…spreading light in darkened situations.
Loving unconditionally the self, we accept self no matter what others think or feel about us. Loving self conditionally, we begin sharing unconditional love with others. As within so without. We expand until all we see or breathe is love.
First steps are most difficult but carry the greatest rewards. Each step thereafter gets easier and easier as the fear and pain dissipate. Continuing forward to a place of happiness. Better bring a key to unlock that door ahead!
Where is this key to happiness? We can seek high and low, only to find the key has been present all the while. The key to happiness resides in all and accessible by all.
Stepping into the Canvas expanding our circle of Love. From self to those closest to us. From closest family and friends to community and out into the world. Ever expanding our own happiness we are sharing the possibilities with others so they may choose to be happy or remain in their own reality.

Nearly Perfect in Every Way


I have had my share of blunders and mistakes, some minor and some not so much. I have pushed the envelope too numerous to count, often defying the reality of others. Not always correct, never really knowing what is real.

I used to think I knew everything. With divine intervention, I have come to a place of not knowing. The human mind has a very difficult time in this place of not knowing, but assuredly the heart knows truth. Often truth has no reality…it just is. Changing rapidly with the seasons of change, the heart guides us into safety. Imperfectly perfect we see, imperfectly perfect the world shall be.

Transcending the reality of mirrors, space and time…we enter a place of understanding. Understanding that nobody or no thing is perfect unless we see it as imperfectly perfect as it is to be. We are all imperfect and we are all perfect at the same time. We are a part of a greater whole…unseparated and divine as the spark beside us.

So, is it possible to be imperfect? Are we perfect in our own way? Absolutely! The only time we are not perfect is our own perception of. Even if another perceives us as flawed or having made a mistake, does not mean we are imperfect. Not at all…it merely means we made a mistake. How we handle the mistake is the defining moment of our own perfection. In correcting our mistakes or transcending the perception of a mistake, we now enter a world of perfection. The human mind needs to recognize something as perfect or imperfect as it is…never allowing something to just be as it is imperfectly perfect.

Just as we transcend the mirror of our own reality, we come to a place of transcendence for all reality. Letting go of absolutes and accepting infinite possibilities.

Just as Mary Poppins declared “nearly perfect in every way,” so too are we…we need only see the perfection all around. Expanding our vision of perfection from self to vast universal perfections.

Where is God’s Perfection?


In Brooklyn, New York, Chush is a school that caters to learning disabled children. Some children remain in Chush for their entire school career, while others can be mainstreamed into conventional schools.

At a Chush fund-raising dinner, the father of a Chush child delivered a speech that would never be forgotten by all who attended.

After extolling the school and its dedicated staff, he cried out, “Where is the perfection in my son Shaya? Everything God does is done with perfection. But my child cannot understand things as other children do. My child cannot remember facts and figures as other children do. Where is God’s perfection?”

The audience was shocked by the question, pained by the father’s anguish, stilled by the piercing query.

” I believe,” the father answered, “that when God brings a child like this into the world, the perfection that he seeks is in the way people react to this child.”

He then told the following story about his son Shaya:

One afternoon Shaya and his father walked past a park where some boys Shaya knew were playing baseball. 

Shaya asked, “Do you think they will let me play?”

Shaya’s father knew that his son was not at all athletic and that most boys would not want him on their team. But Shaya’s father understood that if his son was chosen to play it would give him a comfortable sense of belonging.
Shaya’s father approached one of the boys in the field and asked if Shaya could play. The boy looked around for guidance from his teammates. Getting none, he took matters into his own hands and said “We are losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I guess he can be on our team and we’ll try to put him up to bat in the ninth inning.”

Shaya’s father was ecstatic as Shaya smiled broadly. Shaya was told to put on a glove and go out to play short center field.

In the bottom of the eighth inning, Shaya’s team scored a few runs but was still behind by three. In the bottom of the ninth inning, Shaya’s team scored again and now with two outs and the bases loaded with the potential winning run on base, Shaya was scheduled to be up. Would the team actually let Shaya bat at this juncture and give away their chance to win the game? Surpassingly, Shaya was given the bat.

Everyone knew that it was all but impossible because Shaya didn’t even know how to hold the bat properly, let alone hit with it. However as Shaya stepped up to the plate, the pitcher moved a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shaya should at least be able to make contact.

The first pitch came in and Shaya swung clumsily and missed. One of Shaya’s teammates came up to Shaya and together the held the bat and faced the pitcher waiting for the next pitch. The pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly toward Shaya. As the pitch came in, Shaya and his teammate swung at the bat and together they hit a slow ground ball to the pitcher.

The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and could easily have thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shaya would have been out and that would have ended the game. Instead, the pitcher took the ball and threw it on a high arc to right field, far beyond reach of the first baseman.

Everyone started yelling,”Shaya, run to first. Run to first.” Never in his life had Shaya run to first. He scampered down the baseline wide-eyed and startled. By the time he reached first base, the right fielder had the ball. He could have thrown the ball to the second baseman who would tag out Shaya, who was still running. But the right fielder understood what the pitcher’s intentions were, so he threw the ball high and far over the third baseman’s head. Everyone yelled, “Run to second, run to second.” Shaya ran towards second base as the runners ahead of him deliriously circled the bases towards home. As Shaya reached second base, the opposing short stop ran to him, turned him in the direction of third base and shouted, “Run to third.” As Shaya rounded third, the boys from both teams ran behind him screaming, “Shaya run home.”

Shaya ran home, stepped on home plate and all 18 boys lifted him on their shoulders and made him the hero, as he had just hit a “grand slam” and won the game for his team.

“That day,” said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face, “those 18 boys reached their level of God’s perfection.”

Whether in the story of Shaya or in scenario of self-worth…it is merely how we perceive our given situation. Those 18 boys hit a level of perfection that most have forgotten. Transcending the normal feelings of who is going to win and seeing an opportunity to undo what humanity has done. In our personal stories…are we seeing beyond our flaws? Accepting our mistakes as opportunities? Whatever the case, we need only see beyond the canvas of self and witness the canvas of life as it was meant to be…imperfectly perfect.

Transcending the idea of being perfect or imperfect we see it as it is…nearly perfect in every way. Like that of a child, we see with fresh new eyes. Unadulterated eyes of truth…seeing things as raw and awe-inspiring as it was meant to be. In any given situation we see an opportunity versus finite. We see vast openness versus boundaries or borders. We transcend illusion of self, seeing the truth of I Am. We are limitless and our reality is too…we are a work in progress.

Whether seeing perfection in actions or it “Just Is” guaranteed we are all perfect in our own ways. Imperfectly perfect…perfect in every way…