Ancient and Eternal Connection with Gaia

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Ancient and Eternal Connection with Gaia

Day 3 of 30 day challenge

Recalling that first real connection, unbeknownst to me.

What was once the great awakening, beginning with a subtle voice, “come with me.”Tracing back further, to the beginning of existence with a knowing all along.

To the gentle breeze, dancing and singing to stories of the ancients, infinite gratitude flows at your gentle caress.

To the animal kingdom, plants and stars bring alike great joy in knowing communication lines have been restored.

To the ancestors, familial presence just the same, interconnected, healing beginning to end, becoming one as the great mystery itself. Divided no longer, forever fused into the great abyss, voided thought, place and reality.
Is it was in the beginning, residing in hearts of the ancients, forever be that I Am.

~Ani Po


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When my guide, in the form of a deer, approached for the first time, calling “come to me,” I initially thought I was going crazy. I was battling for years between heart and mind, questioning who I was or what may come of this craziness.
Was I going crazy? Spirit replies by showing otherwise. Still uncertain, I traveled back in time to my childhood, not finding the answer, further back, only to find I have known all along.
This knowing is in all of us; we have just forgotten or have gotten wrapped up and warped throughout our daily affairs.
Moving forward, connected to Mother Earth, Great Mystery, all my relations join in celebrating and holding sacred space for my feet to caress my beginnings.


Thank you . for this opportunity, KTHT for bring a place of ‘home’ for so many.


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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Seeking Voice of Another

Seeking Voice of Another
disappearing into a little different

Seeking out a new voice through which these words travel,
unbeknownst great attachment to whom I’ve become,
with predictable chaos hidden within plain sight,
transfixed reality sharpening gaze piercing eyes,
awkwardly staring off into space,
in hopes of becoming invisible,
disappearing into the cosmic masterpiece,
amidst the quantum-time paralleled universe.

Yes, wanting to disappear,
briefly and annotating others skillset quill-like mastery,
absented comparison, adoration, and or loathing,
merely observing a thousand many faces of the same author,
many pens, keyboards affixed phalangeal tapping in rhythmic tones,
backward mirror of time following rules, not this personas forte,
peeking at another’s desktop, writings upon their page
thousand many faces of the same great author.

Oh, how my heart aches, searching for another voice,
comforting lounge pants mirrored silken cloth losing my religion,
confessing to the birds not giving a damn but to their scavenging ways
of knowing when their world is filled to the rim of ‘all there is,’
singing their favorite tune sending out invitations for all
to give witnessing voice additional heart-warming sounds
of sacred songs carrying wings of flight to far-off lands,
returning once again at childhood’s end.

Pain and misery wanting to be heard,
shuffling back to the end of the line,
giving pause to what was before,
hearing words foreign to auditory self-inflicting,
hallucinating or real uncertainties remaining true
to given words, free-flowing spirit ought not to speak,
awe-inspiring glance within open expanse,
humbled acceptance in hopes of meeting the criteria.

Still looking
for a new voice,
checking outside
under the rocks,
behind buckthorn’s naked flesh
out of orbit,
out of time,
out of space.

~ Ani Po

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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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