Truth
Which is hardly known.
Present and new
Foreign is past or future.
Sitting in now
Filling my spirit.
Shadows of doubt
Come and go.
Angst of what may be
Dissipating with every breath.
Seasons passing
Daily interactions.
Heartaches
Birds singing our song.
Listen
Heart tuning in.
Foreign is the past,
Likewise the forthcoming.
Breathing in present, giving thanks for this precious moment.~Ani Po
We come to the circle, sharing stories of darkness and death of self. Healing through our shares, we grow…shedding skin and prepare for flight into new realities. This place we seek…we can try to label it, describe it…but it is ultimately meant to be felt. The knowing is an unknowing of all…accepting vastness, nonlinear, nonphysical. Through our own healing, we heal self, family, community and so on…
Come to the circle, share a tear, laugh, story or sing a song.~Ani Po
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