Stepping Into The Canvas®

Stepping Through the Gateway of Reality

Stepping into the Canvas

Standing at the threshold of eternity — a gateway shrouded in whispers and veiled in shadow — awaiting the moment when the path reveals its secrets, promises glimmering like distant stars. Pausing to reflect — memories of a shadowed past lingering like ghosts — awakening a deeper truth, a glimpse of something greater stirring just beyond the edge of perception.

Behind lie the echoes of doubt, a labyrinth of untold tales and silenced voices, awaiting their alchemy into a song of ancient healing. Ahead, through the veil of questions, stretches the unknown — vast and luminous — where unseen hands beckon, holding truths long buried beneath the sands of time.

Stepping.

Stepping into the uncharted expanse — into the profound, into the infinite — embraces a revelation woven with cosmic threads. The air hums with the song of distant birds, their melodies an enigmatic invitation, guiding the journey deeper into universal understanding.

Giving thanks — for the present moment, fleeting yet eternal. Breathing in new life, reborn a thousand times over. Reflecting — on the passage of a single year, a near miss with oblivion as the world trembled and shifted.

Stepping.

Stepping further into the void, a boundless leap of faith, grounding oneself on the edge of endless possibility. A robin appears, a messenger of mysteries, heralding the thaw of winter’s grip — three snowfalls melting into spring, as promised by the rhythms of the cosmos.

This journey is boundless and intimate, an unfolding odyssey brimming with wonder.

~Ani Po

Reflecting back one year, when my world took a great halt. Where were my thoughts at this time? What was needed moving forward? The mysteries keep unfolding…

Thank you Paroma Sen, for this lovely prompt, tickling my amygdala as I move forward in time. As always, Scrittura for holding this space.

Much gratitude for those who take time to read, ponder, and allow the inner workings of self to come forward. Grateful for the feedback, love shared, and, more importantly, the Dance with Inspiration. Deep Peace.

Joseph Lieungh

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Mirrored Dance Within

Spirit shining brightly

The struggle persists between Brother Sun and Sister Moon, mirroring the eternal dance of Ego and Spirit.

The Sun and Moon are part of the vast blue ocean, while Ego and Spirit navigate the tainted seas.

It is not a matter of one triumph over the other but of how they coexist harmoniously. We are lost without the serene glow of moonlit skies, just as we are adrift without the guiding light of the Sun.

I cannot reject the Ego, as it is an intrinsic part of who I am. Instead, I must embrace it as I cherish the Spirit that burns brightly within me. I will honor both the Ego and the Spirit as equals while remaining mindful of the choices each inspires.

Much like the Sun and Moon unite to light the heavens, the Ego and Spirit collaborate to illuminate our path. The celestial pair fills the skies above while their earthly counterparts enrich our Heaven on Earth.

The Sun and Moon are all-encompassing yet distinct, just as the Ego and Spirit encompass our being while retaining their individuality.
I cannot deny either, for both have a purpose, as both light the way forward.

I am grateful to Brother Sun and Sister Moon for their guidance, but even more so to Brother Ego and Sister Spirit for showing me the way within.

With reverence to the Siblings of Night and Day, I cast aside the divisive thoughts and embrace the harmony and balance within and around me.

~Ani Po

Thank you Diana C. and May More, for holding this sacred space.

Joseph Lieungh