Givers and Takers

Givers and Takers

A sacred Dance with Inspiration

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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

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When Told We Have To

When Told We Have To

‘Should’ or ‘Should Not’s’ in an Ever-Confusing World

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Author’s sharing wisdom — how they overcame
perilous countless bouts
of confusion brought on the finger-pointing thieves
robbing us from our thoughts transmuting.

Seeking answers — abounding with more doubt
self-inflicting shame brought on
by the neighboring sons
telling us what we ought to do.

Left in darkness — own self-judging
riddled disbelief — afraid to write our wrongs
because ‘they’ said it was the way
to freedoms ringing sounds.

Discourse — shambled wardrobes
of dishevelled rags falling
from the shouldered truths
terrorizing our inner phobias, false spatting reality.

Arrival — timely knowing
peaceful road walked — self-guided
journey before, after and unknown destination
defining the only fear is that of itself.

Marking the waters of change — no longer
clouded visions of the collective whole
worlds spinning timelessly, relentlessly
capturing attentive gaze.

Spreading wings — Uroboros devouring
beginning and ends of the cyclical belief
as to how one should be
in this world, but not of it.

For those who speak — of have to
and should do’s, we thank you for
opinions mattering not the path before us
but the Canvas is creating all around.

Stepping into time — undetailed existence
giving forth — new realities daily occurrence
unknown terminus departure
the arrival of one’s true home.

~Ani Po

Much gratitude to those who dare to travel alone, doing what is right for them and them alone. Listening not to the naysayers or all-knowing sorts telling us what we ought to do, instead writing their world into existence.

Thank you to the author’s who dare to come together in sacred fashion, as THE WATERPLACE depicts in this gem Mother’s Earth and David Rudder for his selfless sharing of wisdom Circumspect.

Often when writing, with noise canceling headphones, a song finds itself on loop. Here is today’s loop petal accompanying this piece. 

Written with pen name Ani Po, not limited to the author but an open invitation ‘to all’ in knowing ‘I am here.’

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