That Which Does Not Exist

That which does not exist shall be made known unto thee.~Ani Po

Sitting upon the stars once again, looking down at the many faces, seeing a commonality of self.

Processing that which was unknown with much clarity it is as it was all along.

Sitting out back…giving thanks for this lesson…

 

 

Spending an Eternity Looking

Through own self-inflicted madness we divide. Whether seeking or finding we lost a connection with knowing.

Sitting upon a star looking into our galaxy witnessing chaos within a single atom, within a single person…that person reflecting back is me.

From seeking to finding, allowing and observing we arrive to where we have always been…knowing.

Spending and eternity looking for that which was there all along…Ani Po

One Reality at a Time

Your reality is yours;

Mine is my own.

Theirs is theirs;

Ours is our own.

Coexisting in a single reality;

Amidst a trillion more.

To cohabitate;

Receptive to a trillion more.

Free of self judgment;

Or judging other realities.

Whether a billion;

Trillion or more.

In a single thought a reality presents;

Allowing a reality within a reality present itself.

Observing infinite possibilities…one reality at a time…Ani Po

 

Words Not Yet Spoken

Our thoughts are words not yet spoken.~Ani Po

Whether spoken or not yet, our thoughts can paint a brighter or murky day. Guard not only our lips, but words which go unspoken. For our thoughts become things.

Set a good intention for the day versus more self-defeating concepts our day is going to end up anything other than amazing. Self-defeating or empowering notions…our day will match the intent.

Stepping into the Canvas practicing positive thoughts. Thinking positively, we are speaking, acting, and/or walking positively. It all begins within the confines of our thoughts. Give it a try. Replace self-defeating thoughts with good ideas. Stuck?! Then regroup or redo until desired outcome.

 

 

So Many At Unrest

So many at unrest,

Unable to quiet the mind by day.

Restless,

Unable to sit still.

Ten minutes,

Seems to be an eternity.

One minute,

Just as long.

Filling our day with more things,

More stuff to do.

We rest our head,

Unable to quiet the mind.

The cycle continues,

Leading us towards paradise or damnation.

Pop one maybe two,

Hoping to subdue the head-mind.

From daytime into night,

Nighttime into day.

Why won’t it shut up?!

Ok…let us begin…

For it is taming head mind our heart is able to speak. For in quieting chatter, we hear and speak what is needed.~Ani Po

Submitting to the Great Ebb and Flow

I have found a pattern in thoughts, but feel a universal thought at times. As the tides shift or planets align, messages appear with importance for those who need. So are they my thoughts? Am I merely tapping into a vibration of thought, accepting it as my own? Or am I receiving a message to be shared with all?

It matters not, for my thoughts again become your thoughts, yours become my own. We share in a dance of infinite possibilities, dancing to a new tune or an old dance with two left feet. Sitting quietly in your own, I return the favor holding sacred space for another.

Whether twelve tribes, four quarters or every half moon, there is a possibility to learn and grow. Letting go what binds us to past beliefs, we accept the possibility of an alternate reality to come forth. For I am no longer here, but I am there. What I had known before twas thrown out the window and what I was unaware…has been made known.

For it is in my present situation the future paints brighter and brighter. Drab and dull…no thank you…this moment needs hella-colors (oops, I mean vivid colors)! Bam…it is so.

From mind to heart, cutting off its supply. From crown to root, we are made whole. From root to crown, heart to mind…we allow heart to take lead. Expanding, ever expanding…we explode out into the world…filling it with endless love, endless possibilities.

Stepping into the Canvas submitting to the great ebb and flow. For in surrender true strength is found, looking in we are sent out into the world. Whatever we learn, it is shared. Whatever growth, more seedlings shall be planted. In submitting, we are accepting. In accepting, we are moving forward…Ani Po