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

 

Ebb and Flow

To ebb and flow,

As if all things do.

Up and down,

Decay and regrowth.

In between peaks and valleys,

There is yet another place.

A place of knowing and unknowing,

A place of deepest contemplation.

We ebb forward…wait.

Flow back…wait.

Cyclical life within the Canvas,

Permission we are granted.

To wait,

And Go.

To ebb and flow,

As if all things do.

Up and down,

Decay and regrowth.

We are,

And we are not.

Out in front,

Bringing up the rear.

We are the ebb and flow,

Permitting as such…Ani Po

ebb and flow

With Deepest Gratitude

It is with deepest gratitude we share in a dance with inspiration.

In the now or what might be.

Sharing a word, a song, a dance.

For those who have come and those on their way.

Those who share and like, Love and engage.

Stepping in the present, stepping without dimension.

What may be…it shall be so.

For in the now our steps lead us into the tomorrows.

It is with deepest gratitude we share in a dance with inspiration.~Ani Po

with deepest gratitude

 

The Answers Exist

Dig deep within, for the answers exist.

I cannot help but allow you to see what is chosen to see.

The pain continues until we let it go.

Holding onto one thing, carrying into the days ahead.

What we hold is what remains in the tomorrows of the day.

Let it all go, let it all go.

Our dreams do not exist there but here.

Our aspirations exist in the now.

Dig deep within, for the answers exist.~Ani Po

dig deep

Observing the Observer

Sitting,

Observing.

Self,

Vast universe of all there is.

Seeing not just self,

But the void.

Stars emerging,

Every galaxy.

No longer self,

But greater whole.

Feeling a pulsating,

Vibration of the universe.

Whispers of the universe,

Beating of Gaias heart.

Interrupted by a voice,

Somewhere of this plane.

“You need to be grounded!”
Observing the observer, observing the request, I comply…I Became the earth…Ani Po

Observing the Observer