Stepping into the Rain

Oh the clouds roll in,

Blocking the sunny day.

Worry not,

For it clears troubled hearts.

Step out into the rain,

Won’t you?

That’s it,

Letting it wash away fear.

Look up,

Kissing a thousand angels.

Cleansed of the past,

And worries of future.

Step out into the rain,

Won’t you?

Stepping into the rain we are stepping into our fears. Stepping into fear we are clearing that which holds us back. With every drop, every kiss…we are reminded of healing within our storms…Ani Po

Listening to our Inner Voice

Spinning faster and faster,

The world may go.

Ever-changing faster and faster,

We care to know.

Adapt or resist,

Carries a difference.

Ease and flow,

Or tension and fear.

Letting it go,

Hearing an inner call.

An invite of sorts,

Asking to peel yet another.

Stepping into the Canvas with a heart of ebbs and flows. As with natural course, so to our heart leads the way…Ani Po

I Am an Empty Vessel

Empty vessel,

Mirror of the day.

Oh that I see,

Is who I am.

The wind caressing my skin,

Greetings of universal love.

Oh messages of the day,

Processed and released.

Pain and suffering,

Gone into infinity.

Love and Peace,

Restored.

As gentle as the day,

Thoughts come and go.

Holding onto nothing,

I am an empty vessel…Ani Po

Unknowing

It is within the Canvas I lost my thoughts.

No mind, not knowing.

What was true, no longer so.

I wonder as I wander,

Ponder as I blunder.

It is within the Canvas I lost my thoughts.

From I to We once again.

Wondering and wandering,

Pondering carefully blundering.

From knowing this or that,

Dissolved into nothing…not knowing.

Through our journey of knowing to unknowing we come to know the I as we, we are thee.~Ani Po

Dreams to Reality

New slate, new possibility.

Blank, waiting for details anew.

No thoughts, Void.

Dreams to reality,

Repainting into existence.

Silent dreams that once were,

Come forth upon the radar.

Belief set in motion,

Fire burning life ablaze.

Stepping into the Canvas repainting dreams to reality. With new canvas at play, free to place upon the Canvas that which we most desire.~Ani Po

dreams to reality

New Slate

New slate,

Old wiped clean.

Empty room,

Plain white walls.

Gathering,

Contemplation.

Cycle has ended,

New beginnings at hand.

New slate,

Everything coming to reality.

It is dreamt,

Visions of fire.

Waters cleansing,

Winds of change at hand.

New slate,

Born again…Ani Po

 

Caught in the Crossfire

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Caught in the crossfire,

Personal lesson unfolding before.

From son to father,

Father to son.

Caught in between,

Or vulnerable target to the unknown?!

Holding space,

Yet again.

Allowing,

Permitting.

What is will be,

What will be what is.

Caught in the crossfire,

Time passes by.

Stepping into the Canvas in mystery and awe. Once again we set out as bearers of peace, challenged throughout our days. Flickering, with threat of our own light going out, we connect with an unlimited source of power. Caught in the crossfire…this to becomes illusory…Ani Po

caught in the crossfire