Holding Sacred Space


Holding Sacred Space

It is all sacred

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A man searches the world for sacred space — finding it already under his feet. He sees pain and suffering — clouded by judgment — hatred, overlooking sacred space afoot.

Holding his own — for self, family, and community — sacred space grows in peace and love. With every step, the sacred grows. Acknowledging pain and suffering — natural beauty all around — it is so.

Kissing Mother with peace and love — stepping in sacred gifting of selfless fashioning — It Is So — we are dancing on sacred ground.

Sacred space present wherever we are. ~Ani Po


Looking back into the collective song, I remember the clattering of echoing screams of fallen angels, pleading with creation to cease tinnitus’s constant ring. Knowing now, what was blind to the fainted belief, the murmur of winds calling names, sight unseen made known in disbelief.

Integrated timelines of past — present to future folds — old dogma fallen to the wayside of relieving self-inflicted wounds and traumatic remembrance. Quietly forward is the thrust snare of tiny inner drumming — self-discovering — knowing it was all a dream — streaming consciousness from self and collective whisperings.

Alone, he sits — at first glance, knowing this — spirit all around acknowledging his presence. There he remains — on a back porch rocking about or overlooking the crashing waves somewhere in the Pacific — giving thanks for the path that led him to the present day.

In gratitude, he gives thanks for the hardships — the traumatic encounters — and the glorious memories bearing perma-grin lasting for eternity. Holding sacred space for self — holding sacred space for all who wish to enter.


Thank you Diana C., and the whole Know Thyself Heal Thyself family for holding this sacred space.

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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Paralleled Universe Comes Alive


Paralleled Universe Comes Alive

Blissful nothingness to cosmic orgasmic flight

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If anything, these past thirteen weeks have brought — is peace to my days — trading chaotic form to joyful melodies filled with laughter and self-free-giving — infinite love to those filling my seconds.

Quieter and quieter becoming — curiouser and curiouser quoted snippets of understanding deep within my soul.

Each new day — perplexed by the length of my thoughts — I witnessed the tug-of-war playing in my mind. Silence goes the tuba’s bellowing fear — pain’s affliction lost in a time not far away — present becoming evermore present with every releasing breath.

Quieter and quieter becoming — curiouser and curiouser quoted snippets of understanding deep within my soul.

Throwing in the towel — quill’s eagerness lessoning our pull — merely present are we — songs glistening of nothingness and everything all the same.

Paralleled by the thoughts floating at our window pains — twinkling in the eyes deepest of glares. An emptiness fills with fullness — paradoxical moments reserved for the quieted mindful sages’ annihilation of given pathways to how it is supposed to be.

Quieter and quieter becoming — curiouser and curiouser quoted snippets of understanding deep within my soul.

Quoting Jared from the pretender — pretending to be something more than what the world asks them to be — becoming who and what the day requires him to be.

It truly is a game of play — no longer playing with the others in the big box of sand — creating a space for self to revisit, recreate, and rediscover. How one plays in this game is set anew — the choice depends on the song left to sing.

Quieter and quieter becoming — curiouser and curiouser quoted snippets of understanding deep within my soul.

Paralleled Universe comes alive — blissful nothingness to cosmic orgasmic flight — we are becoming.

~ Ani Po


Thank you Thomas Plummer, David Rudder, Francine Fallara –, Gurpreet Dhariwal, Rita Duponty, and all editing staff for hosting these words.

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