There is a place of no names
There are no pens to write
No brushes to paint
No Canvas to create.
A place of darkness
A place without void or form.
Not for the faint-hearted
For there is nothing.
No quad shot four pump venti lattes
For there is a thought which emerges, allowing a reality to exist.
A thought which fuels a whole cosmos into form.
It is this place of knowing the center is within us and possibilities endless.
Within our darkness, we retreat to a brighter place.
Beginning with a spark…exploding to a raging fire.
Let it be so.
Stepping into the Canvas with no thoughts…but one. An idea or thought that meets at a level of the heart. Through gratitude and joy, intention and action…we emerge in an eternal bliss of happiness. How can it begin with a single thought? Where do you think it all began?
From the very first post to daily messages of thanks received, I am forever grateful for those who have come and those who are on their way. I am grateful to those who pass this along to a friend or any person who needs a different outlook. It was and always will be my hopes that these words upon the Canvas lift someone in need, someone challenged by the monotony of the days and just seeking inner balance.
Whether a daily reader or one who has reached out a hand in need, I send my love and gratitude. Thank you from the bottom of my heart as we learn and grow together. We are here together to share, experience and allow one another to have our own experiences within this Canvas of Life.
Though we may tire and grow weak, we lift each other up in our most difficult of times. Though a floating fish head may blur our perspective, we see divinity in the story of Victor Frankl and those of similar accounts. It is in our perception that taints or beautifies our vision for the future, our outlook on present day or joyous and painful memories of the past. It is our perception that quantifies our reality from this day forward.
Let us go together…to this place of joy. Let us go now…where others are afraid to travel. Let us go now…fearlessly through our own valley of death…only to be reborn.
I will go with you…Ani Po