Surfs Up

Going with the flow…riding the waves…Ani Po

We paddle out  to meet our first wave

Only to be dumped into a sea of despair.

With hope we begin paddling to great the next,

Only to be slammed into an ocean of fear.

Determined and glimmer we set out again,

Attentive, breathing, steady…allowing…we ascend.

Excitement…

Down we go.

Broken and thoughts of giving up,

The wind gathers our strength lifting us to new heights.

No thoughts, no emotions just pure determination,

We catch the ultimate wave.

What a rush, we are going with the flow…

Down we go.

Go again…we ride into shore.

Go again…down we go.

Like the roller coaster there are waves to be ridden and there are waves to learn from. We can ignore them, accept them or merely learn from them. Our on the horizon another wave awaits, what do we do? Stand on the shores or go out to great it?

 

Surfs Up!

 

A Place of No Names

There is a place of no names

No Faces

No Segregation

No Labels.

There are no pens to write

No brushes to paint

No Canvas to create.

A place of darkness

A place without void or form.

Not for the faint-hearted

For there is nothing.

No quad shot four pump venti lattes

No…just nothing.

No music

No Sound

No…just nothing.

For there is a thought which emerges, allowing a reality to exist.

A thought which fuels a whole cosmos into form.

It is this place of knowing the center is within us and possibilities endless.

Within our darkness, we retreat to a brighter place.

Beginning with a spark…exploding to a raging fire.

Let it be so.

Stepping into the Canvas with no thoughts…but one. An idea or thought that meets at a level of the heart. Through gratitude and joy, intention and action…we emerge in an eternal bliss of happiness. How can it begin with a single thought? Where do you think it all began?

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