Mindful Existence


Mindful Existence

Everyday lessons of returning to mindfulness

Photo by Laurenz Heymann on Unsplash

We wake to a constant disagreement between the right and left. Unsure of who is right or wrong. Is there a right or wrong? Is it perceptually understood as such?

In the Midwest, during the first snowfall, there are extremists pointing fingers at the other side. Fearlessly driving too fast for slippery conditions, pointing fingers at the fear-ridden or cautious of sorts for driving too cautious. Or the cautious blaming the fearless for accidents.

Who is right? Both!

The cautious creating a wall undetectable to the fearless until it is too late for response…causing a step on the brakes just a wee bit too hard…losing control and swerving either into a ditch or another vehicle.

Who is right, and who is wrong? Is it a matter of being right or wrong? Instead, is it a matter of not being aware of the current situation?

Mindfulness in a single moment extends throughout our days. Mindfulness can support us during times of fear, likewise, in times of haste. Mind is clear of clouded thoughts, clarity restored, and greater awareness of our surroundings, those who play and interact with us in this Great Canvas, we mindfully exist in a place of sacred space…


Thank you Diana C., jules, Ravyne Hawke and Spyder for holding this sacred space within Know Thyself Heal Thyself.


The above scenario is not really about being right or wrong, in my opinion, but more about how humans work together. Some have different viewpoints and may not always fit into our perception of reality.

Are we attached to being right or wrong? Having an attachment to this or that? If so, we are left in disagreement with ourselves and others, causing disharmony with all of the above.

Continue driving slower than the rest, or speed like you are always late. Regardless of reality, both having consequences. Returning to the greater picture of all there is, we can foresee the varying reactions of others and anticipate our next step.

Parnelli swerves right
dodging in and out
gracefully remaining
the lane set before us.

Frustration and disgust
or pure joy
in learning a new step
dancing with in
the Canvas of Life.

~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

Photo by Javardh on Unsplash

Writing our Wrongs


Writing our Wrongs

Dancing in circles, righting or writing our reality

Photo by Slawek K on Unsplash

Looking back — sharpened gaze
centuries-old — battling good and evil
opposing forces — an inward journey
present are we — gather cosmic feelings
beginning and the end — labels lost meaning
in this place but not of it.

Looking forward — rewriting stories
historical repeating — broken wheels
broken wings — learning to fly once more.

Penning paths — written truths
self-proclaimed — righting leftward moving
dancing in circles — vibratory enveloped song
what came over me — to thee peace tranquility
aviators sing — passing feathers carrying a tune
in this place but not of it.

~Ani Po


Sitting on this prompt, when family called with great necessity, I traveled to where I was needed.

Unable to write my wrongs with pen in hand, forced to sit in the thick of suffering songs handed down from generations, breathing peace and tranquility.

Words began to spew from fifteen years of entering shadowy works of self, dropping an invitation to wisdom holding the light. Lessons for others but attentive ear translating to self as words began to flow — radical acceptance, redirection and patience of a higher sort.

Aided by the words shared by Marilyn Flower in her inspired piece on Radical Acceptance.

Thank you, Ravyne Hawke for this prompt, Diana C., for holding this sacred space, jules, Spyder, and the whole Know Thyself Heal Thyself family, for inspiring and daring to be inspired.

Recently, mom was on her last breath. The medical team called her future death. The family came and held her tight in loving light, giving strength to her wanting to fight. The last string was about to snap, grasping for another, climbing over the edge that nearly took everything away.

She is now in full recovery mode, and the family has come together in ways not known before. 


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

Photo by Javardh on Unsplash