Vanished into the Cosmos

I sat and contemplated personal safety during a recent ceremony of sorts. Observing the obvious pain and suffering being dealt with, there was also an angelic presence in the room. Seeing the yearning of wanting to lend a hand to those in need and allowing thoughts to just dissipate.


Returning to space…I gaze out again, noticing safety of those closest to me. With love emanating and joyous returns in energetic feelings.

Again…letting go of a yearning to fill an emptiness within my current space…I break into silent laughter. Knowing and understanding how things can come together and how others can send mixed signals, I crawl into my cave of understanding and un-understanding…letting it all go.


So, the feelings of wanting to help another disappears for a moment, as to allow processing of their own. And the feelings of wanting to cuddle in the arms of pure love and joy…this too allowed to be present…only to disappear…


Then there is another wandering thought…how can this be? Why do others act upon the feelings that exist at all? Is it our yearning to be whole? Can we not see that we are whole?
Last weekend I shared space with so many emotions…all of them beautiful as could be: pain, fear, anger, joy, love and bliss…then they all vanished into the cosmos…Ani Po

 

Born Again

Born again to this new day.-Ani Po

Whether the morning to afternoon of our lives, closing to a new beginning of the day, we have an opportunity to see with new perspective. Seeing things as real and taking at face value or tweaking reality to something serving our higher desires.

Giving thanks for yet another day, greeting the sun as it rises to a new day. We give thanks. Forgiving those around us, wrongs we have done and sending love back in return.

Stepping into the Canvas with love and gratitude in our hearts. Whatever the world gives birth to in our days, give thanks for an opportunity to love whatever presents itself. Whether fear, anger or lack…we give thanks for sadness, shedding light on a dismal day. Breathing in ‘All there Is’…returning Love to the universe…

Painting a Beautiful Picture Upon the Canvas

Holding space,

Holding my own.

Sharing in Peace,

Sharing in Love.

Singing, Dancing,

And everything in between.

Flying higher,

Soaring…we are aware.

Stepping into the Canvas with new perspective, new thoughts, we just are. Holding our own, holding space for all whom we encounter. Sharing in a laugh, a song, joyous conversation…we are painting a beautiful picture upon the Canvas…Ani Po

 

 

Gratitude

With sincere gratitude for those who take the time to read, like and share. Those who have come, not yet and who are on their way. To those who inspire, are inspired and/or merely enjoying a dance with inspiration. To all this I give thanks.

For each new day and setting of the same, for beginnings and ends, and everything in between. To all this I give thanks.~Ani Po

 

Connection within Nature

The connection within nature has far greater speeds.~Ani Po

Not sure if this has happened to you or not, but chances are it has. Most everyone I know has lost their internet connection at least once. The story is usually the same…”oh my goodness, what do I do? My internet is out…I do not know what to do!” The reaction is usually that of despair, as if they just lost something of great value.

I smile, searching for higher meaning. We could say we are to disconnect or exercise patience…or we are merely to learn how to handle the suffering that comes from our lack. Regardless of the lesson, the truth remains. We are riddled with suffering over something taking control of our lives. Does our life end because internet connections are lost?  Not at all!

Nature’s invitation is to reconnect with a greater internet speed…that of nature. No lost emails, no slow loading pages, no wifi outages, nope…nothing. The connection is always present, inviting us to connect with higher speeds.

Stepping into the Canvas disconnecting, only to reconnect. Connecting with faster internet speeds, we have infinite resources at our disposal.

Sifting Through the Rubble

Sifting through the rubble, discovering hidden gems.~Ani Po
Imagine walking along the shores of an ocean or favorite lake. Setting out to merely get away, escaping monotony of our day. It may take a few minutes to reach the desired location or it may have taken longer to get to our favorite spot. Nevertheless, upon arrival, something happens…a sort of overwhelming peace begins taking hold of thoughts and memories of the day.
Losing ourselves to thoughtless thought, we begin our search for that ‘right’ stone or something of rare beauty. In this moment we are caught sifting through pebbles upon the shores. Admiring the beauty and individuality of each stone, there still remains desire for a continued search of hidden treasure.
There are pointy stones and smooth ones, elongated and rounded, flat and oddly shaped…all of them unique to their own self. With each stone noticed, their beauty begins to rise over entirety of the lot. Each one more beautiful then the rest, whether sharp or polished from the sea bed floors. With every tide there remains further potentiality of more polishing of a beautiful gem, finding it even more of a treasure. What was once dull or jagged, is now smooth and polished.
Literally sitting on the shore sifting through rubble, discovering hidden gems of Sea glass and/or polished gemstones or inwardly sifting through personal rubbish, finding hidden treasures within. We can find beauty within the Canvas of Life or we can find our own beauty within the canvas of life. As we seek outwardly, looking inwardly…reflecting on many examples within the Canvas of Life.
Seeing the hidden beauty of each stone that surfaces, reflecting back at our own hidden beauty of self. Through outward evaluation or inner gaze…we come to similar conclusions…we are that hidden gem.