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About Joseph

Stepping into the Canvas is about taking the first steps into the Canvas of Life. It is said that God is the creator and nature is His Canvas. In a world of technologies, distractions and light-speed evolution, we are left to remain in the dark. Truth is laid before us, falsely, by our collective whole. You are invited to step out of the ordinary and into the extraordinary. We are not meant to be suppressed and controlled, fearful and miserable, alone and scared, hateful and destructive. No, instead we are meant to be free. Free to Love unconditionally, creating the life we were meant to enjoy. Instead of divide and conquer, we shall come together as one. My intent is to share my thoughts in this blog, so that it provokes others into a self-discovery of themselves. While I have found happiness in my life, my hopes are to charge my viewers to see a different side to their current situation. It is said there is a spiritual solution to every opportunity, why not give it a try. I am a Father, Husband, Friend and Brother, a Healer, a Teacher, and a Student. Enjoy studying energy works, self-realization, Love in Action, and just the nuts and bolts of how things tick. Please feel free to look around and Share away! Much Love to you and Peace Profound...Joseph

Divine Existence

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Poetry| Divine Connection

Divine Existence

Seeing a deeper connection in the All

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Cutting through shadowy doubts — roadblocks to thine own self be true — arriving in the river’s flow — inspired, inspiring, inspirational dance with divine essence flows.

Shedding flesh of existence — transparency, light illuminating divine — arriving at a spiritual knowing of all things connected. Purpose-driven life — as it was in the beginning — balance to oneself giving freely — no better, no worse.

Inspired by spirit — in spirit traveling all plains poetic — seeing all the disfigured faces — charmed and cursed equally deserving of divine existence’ knowing. Illusory thoughts escaping — dogmatic forced feeding no longer accepted — freely nurturing mind-body, spirit-filled quiddity.

We are — I to we, me to she, they to he — existing in divine magnificent. Challenged pulls — daily event clouding, stepping through — accepting all as it is — divine flow is where we dwell.

To the artist, the poet, the philosopher, the saint, all things are sacred, all days holy, all that exists divine.~Ralph Waldo Emerson

Sacred song, melodic tune — heartfelt ancestral verse — vibrational pulling attention to divine existence.

~ Ani Po

Thank you Marilyn Glover, and the whole Third-Eye-Gypsy family, for holding this sacred 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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The Waiting Place

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Poetry| In Between

The Waiting Place

Timeless presence of future’s hold

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Something greater yet appears — remaining in this most curious place — already checked out — uncomfortable, poetically becoming enjoyable. The others — already crossing us out from gathered simple conversations — no longer reaching for obligatory reflection — left on the verge of a great waiting place.

In between here and there,
the Darkness and Cold roll in.
No longer afraid,
but yet Alone the same.

An ending is near,
beginning thereafter.
The Warrior steps in,
only to step out.

Leaving behind Seeds
of Faith, Hope and Love.
Whether they grow,
no longer Her care.

It is time to move on;
more seeds to plant.
More love,
more Peace.

From past twisted fate — futures’ glow — integrating yesterday’s song and future revelations — simultaneously emitting light on darkened shadowy doubt. Stuck was the initial feel — sitting peacefully amidst the scars — afflictions of mind-body — spirit-filling void enters true.

The Warrior awaits,
patiently,
for the next task.
No longer here or there,
remaining In Between.

Our clock is striking soon,
time to begin again.
Spreading Love from Here
to there — everywhere in Between.

Stepping into the Canvas — remaining in love. Here or there — everywhere and wearisome— releasing great mysteries’ opportunity — sharing love with all encounters. The gift of waiting in place — present is, an intertwining — co-mingling of needed thought — love endures. Written off — niceties of the day flying out windows pain — holding firmly — spreading love’s favorite tune. The greater the feeling of this waiting place — greater is the love spreading in between.

~ Ani Po

Thank you, Paroma Sen, for this week’s prompt — often caught in between, telling stories of what has been or yet to come.

The In-between Places
4th Friday Prompt: something in betweenmedium.com

Thank you, Zay Pareltheon, Marilyn J Wolf, Viraji Ogodapola, Paroma Sen, Samantha Lazar, Wry Welwood, and the whole Scrittura family for sharing these words.

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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