Awakening Spirit

Awakening Spirit

Calling once again

Photo taken by Author

Have you ever had a gut feeling about something? Have you ever felt like you needed to do something? Or have you ever gotten the strange urge to call a friend to deliver some news? You are receiving a message from the field of possibilities.

I am still in awe every time this happens and honored to have these messages flow through. My favorite moments are when connecting with someone, only to call on other people, who I later find out, are already connected with this person. The mystery and story unfold as I carry a message to someone new. Better yet, they accept the call into the field and travel with me into the great unknown — a place of infinite possibilities. I am not here to squelch anyone’s dreams — but here to encourage them.

When we let go of our previous teachings or the previous upbringings of control, we open up to endless possibilities of new beginnings — creating a sea of potentiality.

How does one get there?

Sadly, for most people, it takes a tragedy to get them to see the truth of ‘all things.’ However, these tragedies are merely disguises for great things to come. How often have we heard someone hitting rock bottom and climbing to the highest mountains?

We do not have to wait for this time, but as humans, we see no point in doing anything other than what we already know — remaining complacent. Until one day, we are forced to decide between the same up-and-down roller coaster ride or a new ride that screams endless excitement with a ‘no low’ guarantee. It is all possible — and it is possible now.

As I write this, I hear a voice whispering into my ear — no name, no label — just a whisper. It begins to dictate, “We are all here to learn from one another, and we are here to grow in our true selves, rising to the occasion of being a Warrior once more. There shall come a time in everyone’s life when they will need to make a choice. Stay on the sided valley of despair or travel the rocky path to nowhere — trusting that paradise awaits. Those willing to cross the valley of death shall find paradise. Those afraid, stuck in the ordinary, shall never experience extraordinary. It is in our death of flesh — Spirit is born unto us.”

Out of the darkened night,
Spirit calls me into the Light.
Deep within the Words,
I begin to flow.

Within the lessons, dare I go?

They present themselves only to me.
Choose to,
Or choose not.
Allowing myself the past,
Future…and what’s to come.

Trusting, believing,
It is so.
Stepping, knowing,
Reality is true.

My darkened past…released.
My future…revealed.

Still only remaining…the Now.

Do what needs to be done,
With my day.
Go where the call takes me,
Still a mystery.
Wherever this may be,
Or whatever I am to do.

Know this…my Heart leads the way.

~Ani Po

Stop and listen if you are stuck or need help figuring out where to go. Chances are, Spirit is calling you by name. Those willing to hear the call shall answer to the great I Am; those willing to answer the call shall arrive — Right on time.

Stepping into the Canvas with Heart as our guide. Whatever the darkened past or lessons of life, we all have access to a powerful source of Light housed within. Follow this Light, and we will not be led astray — finding paradise. Listen to Spirit — She will lead you there.

I wrote this about ten years ago while discovering new possibilities. Daring to cross the valley of death, giving birth to something beyond one’s dreams. I share it now, with hopes it may carry a few. 

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

Neutral Bouyancy

Neutral Buoyancy

Returning to our breath

Image of author on recent dive, taken by Dive Tribe Guam

Forcing a wave or rushing a dive — expending air — depleting energetic homeostasis. Enter the depths — deep within the sea of oceanic home welcoming embrace.

Deep dive — diving deeper — in unknown realities. Black butterflies flyby — mystical drawing of a daydreamer’s drifting thoughts — painting the Canvas of Life yet again, effortlessly.

Breathe in — up goes the buoyancy flow — rising with greater speeds if breath is left unchecked. Breathe out — down goes the rhythmic bobbing ascending to descend — rocket ships depth seeking return.



Every inhalation — releasing the rising pressures — returns the favorable exhalations. Like the ebb and flow of surfaced waves — we bob toward the stars — or sinking oblivion’s depths.

Balance is restored


Just as the sunken ship calls to the divers — like a mermaid calling to the seaman’s delight — the crashing waves command the surfer’s rite. Inner-world unfolding — outer-gaze withholding — one wrestles with the crashing sounds — the other effortlessly paddling in neutral buoyancy.

Mastering the breath — paddleboarder fusing — shredding with floating mysterious — onlookers perplexed by his presence. The others head straight in — hoping to catch a wave — whilst the master of breath — paddling parallel to crashing winds — glides right in.

~Ani Po

Image taken by Author

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