Sitting quietly

The birth of a new day.

Giving thanks

Lessons before and those to come.

Darkness

All around us.

Looking toward the dawning of a new day.

With pen in hand

Ink begins to flow.

Remembering

Stories of old.

Honoring them.

We move forward

Light begins to fill the sky.

Pausing for a moment

Embracing the solitude.

Setting out to re-write our story.

Stepping into the Canvas with a higher knowing. We embrace all there was and all that will be. Remaining in the moment, breathing into life, we begin…re-writing our Story…Ani Po