Stepping into Self-Realization

Coming to know the self as a collective whole

Boom! Goes the epiphanies — unanswered dreams coming true — like a flash in the night — clear as day sight given to thee. Standing on end — hairs peaking resonance — divine presence gifted and pressing through.

Long time waiting — mere seconds though it seems — as the darkened skies brighten their gaze, wistful whispers transmuted into joyful song. Heart ripped open — scars tenuous evaporation to whence it came — mocking birds melodies sounding.

The curse of two-sightedness — both sides of the same coin — flipped every morning with hopes of landing in favor. It so — written a thousand times before — inward journey with gifted returns.

We talk about it — even write a perceptual thought — giving no attachment to yay or nay. Simply put — stepping into new realities — stepping into self.

Stepping into the Canvas — stepping into self — all sacred becoming. The mysteries of yesterday and foretold by dogmatic disbelief — gone with the wistful whispers. Joyful song — I becoming we, self unto thee.

~ 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