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.

My panicking heartbeat can’t save the world. So I listen, say my good words, remain, say my Peace, watch the ebb – and flow – of my life.

Then

Settle into the goodness of what is.

I can settle. And open to my strength.

And rejoice when the orange sky appears through the trees, silhouettes reaching – revealing the new goodness of this day.

It lifts me up, settles me in Light, this place, the earth. Streaky light of beauty. Rising.

The goodness that expands into my true heart – the one that remains steadfast and courageous, kind.

The one that can save the world – at least my tiny piece…. that connects to another… then another…

And reveals our truth together.

I believe in the goodness in all.

May all be at peace.

Celebrating this day! The sky, the trees, this place, all beings, Light and Love.

Deepest gratitude for all — friends, family, all the circumstances that have allowed me to be here now.

The journey continues…

May all beings be peaceful and happy,

May all beings be strong and healthy.

May all beings be safe and free from inner and outer harm.

May all beings live in joy and ease.

Namaste’

Everywhere I look – my window to the sky – is inspiring, true, amazement. Receiving all love from the universe.