Inner Reflecting Song

Inner Reflecting Song

Seeing clearly during the rain

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“I can see clearly now, the rain is gone.” What if the rain persists? How does one see clearly amidst the rain?

Dealing with our own triggers of life, often referred to as shadow work, or trying to understand something at deeper levels, we peel back layers of understanding. Our reality is based on current beliefs and our clarity of life is or is not clouded by thoughts of our current belief system.

Sitting in the rain can be comforting or the opposing, depending on ones own attachment to what is good or bad per se. Wandering mind, leading to what we cannot do or lack of sun…fearing that we cannot survive in this very moment, we are left in a gloomy state of being.

Some might say the rain can effect ones own psyche, triggering moodiness or gloominess. Maybe this is true? Or maybe it is a reflection of ones own belief system? There is data that suggests that the weather can effect ones mood, while other data suggests it is merely a mirroring effect: what a person thinks or feels is what the experience may be.

Is there also a possibility of a collective consciousness happening? Meaning…a region attracts certain thoughts, while everyone is influenced by these thoughts. Every moment of the day is regulated by these collective thoughts. Even weather patterns can reflect these thoughts.

A thousand people meditating on Love or Peace, collectively changing the present moment of fear based thought process. Mastering ones own thoughts, collectively contributing to ‘The Field’ of consciousness, potentially altering or enhancing the collective whole.

What about a belief that another has? Whether religious, spiritual, political, everyday events. How can one be on the same page as another? Willingness or openness to accepting another path on this road of life. Many roads leading to similar destination, whether one sees this or not it is true. We are all heading in the same direction. But where does this path lead? That is another time and discussion.

For now…our understanding is what it is. Today, we may have sat pondering within the rain…only to have a foreign idea, from years past, come to understanding with deeper ‘knowing’ of things.

Our willingness to be present, allowing varying beliefs to surface, practicing non-attachment to ‘All’ things, accepting The Great Mystery of it all, we come to a place of deeper clarity…singing, “I can see clearly now, the rain is gone.”

Like a roller-coaster, up and down weathered extremes — frost returns, thawing realities existence with pouring rains during an unseasonable timing of thought.
Gloomy days enter realities mirrored reflections, introducing multiple universal thoughts given way to what may be. Short is the shadow of a doubt, entering bright shiny days — evacuating again with threats of frozen tundra’s grip.
Bundled up — warming by fireside chatter’s inner dialogue — we are holding sacred space. New beginnings promise — swiftly come — not soon enough, we hold onto springtime’s budding birth of another passing year.

~ Ani Po

Two weeks ago, it was raining amidst what normally is a frozen time in Wisconsin. High in mid-forties, only to escape into the frigid cold of winter’s darkened glow.

Snow has returned, like a familiar friend, comforting us in the darkened winter’s breath.

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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Breath-Releasing Transmuted Thought


Breath-Releasing Transmuted Thought

from disbelief to faith-altering cosmic waves of anticipation

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Gone are the processed and regurgitating thoughts — erasing words, tracing steps, or recounting the falling stars. Challenged to remove all conflict — passing by missed water adventures — sinking of one’s ship.

Sitting quietly on clouded days — painting blanketing sky vibrantly with a purpled sun — golden bright daffodils smiling in affirmation. The storm continues — we are — a tornadic eye at the center of its wings.

Breathe


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Mongolian warriors appear in full dressed — carrying away any remains. Dragon’s breath — continued burning of evaporating thought — dust shalt only remain.

Carried with a magnetic draw — iron ore fragmented slivers dangling from life’s pocketed exchange. Fire in the belly — stirring once again — bursting into a wildfire of cleansing song.

Release


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Collapse at the foot of the maple tree — singing — writing a new day into a brighter existence. Shrouded by disbelief — transmuting vibrational altering tunes — harmonic-like focus — fine-tuning of the vocals healing through.

It is done — breath-releasing transmuted thoughts — from disbelief to faith-altering cosmic waves of anticipation — excitation of coming chapters. Water definitely not included — land lover walking through the valley — wishful good tidings to all the sea fishes.

Call to the sea — gathering all the drowning thoughts — tidepools — waves — watered down tornadic eye fleeting black hole into The Great Sea of Canvas’ amass. It is done — release.

~ Ani Po


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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