Givers and Takers

A sacred Dance with Inspiration

What for thee giveth do
time of need or hitherto
shan’t wait to see another day
time is nigh — step into may
for my brother’s son sister too
deepest Peace Love unto you.

Greater purpose none such as thee
Stepping into the Canvas Charged for to me
as long as it takes and what it may
go now…giving it all away.

The sacred dance begins with letting go of all things — fear, joy, sorting through rubble, buried treasures bliss. Shadows of doubt — creeping in — welcomed tea leaves foretelling futures kiss.

Fred Astaire lessons beat — in time with two-steps, waltzes, leading, the subsequent flow of partners guided shift. Breaking out — individual’s expressional movement, self-mirrored remembrance of another’s sacred drift.

Returning cheek-to-cheek — ebb and flow — taking turns dominating, followed imprints in the sands of time. Frustration — fears of losing control — takers are dominating — forcing a dance every step to tainted rhyme.

Exhaustion is being swung around the floor, no longer wishing to carry on with ticker takers parade. Bowing out — another go around the room — saving breath for a worthy partner where a Sacred Dance with Inspiration is played.

One-sided, left at footsteps door — knocking, aggressively panting — begging just the same. Discerning energetic flow — giving and receiving — reciprocating belief in wonders claim.

~Ani Po

While reading Sunny H piece, Keep the Good Parts, my mind began wondering the idea of givers and takers. Maybe paralleled or lost in my own thoughts of having to let go of those takers who keep pulling us away from our sacred vow, giving to those in need, making small steps to better themselves.

When do we pull back? How much do we give to the takers of the world, with no reciprocity of this sacred dance of giving and receiving — exchanging seats to receiving and giving.

Having, recently, pulled the plug on a one-sided relationship, my heart ached for days. Knowing that I was free to recharge and help others for another day, holding a note, reading, “I will not give up on those lost in the wilderness.”

Meaning, while we let go of the lopsidedness can we hold a place for them knocking at our giving’s door? I cannot answer for anyone else but myself, assuredly a boundary is needed moving forward.

Thank you Sunny H for tickling my amygdala, with this piece.

Thank you Diana C., jules, Spyder, Ravyne Hawke and Marcus aka Gregory Maidman, for your weekly prompts, keeping us in a sacred dance with knowing self.

On today’s loop pedal, Drown with Me playing until completion of this piece.

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

Choosing Nothing

The art of doing nothing

I close my eyes — shutting out the world
briefly, turning off the chatter
collective chaos is stirring our internal pot.

Having nothing more to stay — wishing
no longer to write — merely observing
holding space for the next to arrive.

It is lonely here — family and friends
following the guidance of missing out
the mentality has gone awry.

We remain in this space — non-existent
to those outside our writing expanse
unable to see how we view the world.

Terrible and misleading — warm and inviting
dependent on how open our arms remain
in the sanctity of our presence.

Accusations flying — across the room
with our thoughts of being something greater —
yesterday’s shit-storm of cyclical human behavior.

Rewriting the wrongs — of our past
future hopes that all will be as written
in the stars for centuries before and yet to come.

I, we, they — persistent are they
embracing nothingness
and everything in between.

~Ani Po

The art of doing nothing, does not imply laziness and actually doing nothing. It is an invite to get into sacred space, whenever possible, holding the lines for other seekers to find what they desire.

On the surface, it appears that we are doing nothing, but we are continuously holding sacred space for those trapped in the chaotic world of ‘should’ and ‘have tos.’

There is nothing, we have to do in this world but return to this place of knowing that all exists in a single thought, multiplied by the billions of others trying to sort through their understanding of what needs to be done.

Personally I have beaten myself up, for years, over having to have a purpose. Only to find that my purpose was already there. Accepting who I am and the path traveled, I have found everything led to this moment in time. My hopes, is that others come to this place of knowing and understanding.

We all have traumas to sort through, triggers to learn from, much work to be done. Or not! Do nothing, but accept that all things have led to this place in time.

Thank you Diana C., Spyder, jules, Ravyne Hawke, and Marcus aka Gregory Maidman for the continued wisdom you share, sacred space you hold and for keeping this family focused on our innate ability of healing Thyself.

Thank you to the writers who share personal experience, with taking the necessary steps to well-being. Like Rabih for sharing her scary moments, Mira Khatib for sharing her steps along the way and Frank Ontario for his continued work in sharing our own abilities to heal self and others around us.

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