Yoga with Ann Lapo

Flowers will bloom again in the Spring

This is a sacred place

Sunrise – pure time, kindness of space and stillness, the reveal of day, newness, shining possibilities, settling here.

I see the new colors, the mist, the glow…

And I know.

There is a preciousness in winter

Crystalline scenes everywhere

Purity revealed as I pay attention

And see

Sunrise sweet, streaks of limitless amazement, a gift in the making – to me, to all.

I listen, absorb…

I see it anew, again – virtuosity, true colors, perfect pitch, warmth, light.

Of being.

I light the candle

I pray for peace

I watch the wind take snow into the field, birds fly in/out, trees – stark, steadfast – full of sacredness. Sky revealing new light into this day.

I send out another thought: May we be peaceful and happy, from stillness know joy, dive deeper into kindness, grace.

I want to see the kindness. I want to meet you in kindness. I want to listen, be listened to….Ok – step-by-step to goodness. Optimistic. My heart settles. I recognize true white Light.

It all reveals – the resilience of the Self. Truth in gentleness. Strength, clarity in simplicity. Snowfall into purity. Resilience in unbreakable integrity. My voice, the song, the truth in silence between the notes. The tone of freedom.

The candle burns anew. Flame to true light:

In me. In you. Burst of beauty, settled song

Of life. Om Shanti: May all be at peace.

Candle flickering, streaks of new Light touch the sky, glistening new day. Depth of soul revealed in this stillness.

Now I know:

I can go deeper into the music of my life.

I can step forward into creativity.

I can risk being new – again, and again.

I can heal into a new mind – clarity and power.

I am it all, a painting of goodness – true, spacious.

Settled and Sure in the virtuosity of

Being. Giving thanks for this day, this place, this life.

When I look through these trees I see devotion, steadiness.

The sky. The earth. My own body. Connection.

We are all intertwined in Love.