Losing Oneself within the Canvas

With no words or thoughts of what may be, what then? What then do we seek or do? What if we did nothing? Nothing at all. Merely observing, admiring what is. No longer contemplating what may be but seeking presence in what is.

In this moment of time we are called to sit quietly in our sacred space of being. Just Be. Be in the moment, observe the sounds, actions all around. We are here as before and as is will be. We are Present.

To arrive in this space is to let go of it all. Losing oneself, ideologies of today. Worrying not on what will be, what thoughts will come, what our next action may be. Just Be. We wander as we wonder or we just merely wander with no attachment of thought or direction. We lose ourselves within the Canvas only to be found.

Those conversations of neighborly thoughts, arguments of superiority right vs. left, better this faith then another, all dissipate into a cosmic field of thought. Losing oneself into the Canvas, cosmic returns of being as such. We are within as without, we are the oneness and all there is. No longer labeled or labeled by the others…makes no difference…we are Here.

I ponder, I wander…growing fonder everyday. Similarities, differences…all the same as it was and will be. Inner sanctum, expansive as it is…breathing in, breathing out. Love remains.

~Ani Po

United in Death

Giving freely

Oneself to another

Passerby greeting

Heartfelt or empty space

Born into life

Life giving mystery

Great mystery outside

Likewise internally

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Once divided

United as thee

Born

Life

Death do us part

Rebirth as One

As in the beginning

So is the end

Divided at birth

United in Death.

~Ani Po