The Wind Called my Name

The Wind Called my Name

Stepping into the Canvas with acceptance in my heart

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Stepping into the Canvas the wind called my name…

This is the day
Your life will surely change.
What you do with every breath,
Every step,
Will determine tomorrow.
It may not come,
But continue forward.
Your hands are His.
Your feet walk as Hers.
Your mind shall think like His.
Your Heart transplanted with Hers.
With eyes of hope,
Thoughts in faith.
Your steps shall be with grace
Actions will be of peace.
Yesterday has passed
Leading to today.
Give thanks for every moment before
And to come.
This is the day your life will surely change.

~Ani Po

  • Ani Po translated into Hebrew is I am here
  • Similarly, in Old Hawaiin, translated into Beautiful Spirit

Whether a declaration of I am Here or a self-reflection of an inner beauty, it has become a pen name or a voice that translates vibrational tones onto this page.

Loop pedal activated with As we are now

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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Awaken my Spirit

It has always been and still remains the intent as the scribe of this page. Invitation of thought into what is and what may be. We are fixed on reality but yet uncertainty still remains.

Pause for a moment…what were you doing yesterday? What will you do tomorrow? Why? Is there a choice or is reality forced upon you?

“I want change”

then go be that change.

“I am Light”

and darkness alike.

There is only light or the absence of light. Where does the absence of light occur? The scientific answer would be a black hole. But how do we know this for sure? We are told this therefore we believe it. What if your reality is merely defined by the limitation of thought.

Our universe only existed as the length of our telescopes. Our cells only defined by the magnitude of its scope. Ever expanding inwardly and outwardly, our view of the Canvas is growing.

Awaken my vision

Thought just same

May it be painted far and away

Inward mirrored by the same

It is the belief of our existence changing our course. Self levels and global consciousness, growing exponentially. Growing is the Spirit within crossing veil of what may be.

Awaken thy Canvas

Illuminating thought

Dull to exhilarating

Singular breath outward gaze


So what to do? Ponder. That Is All.

~Ani Po