Samhain & those veils … part 2

Earlier when I was writing the previous post, I was interrupted by a very insistent being … He’s small, he’s mighty, he’s fond of green, and he morphs whenever he wants to! He is also incredibly adamant about speaking. I want you to know here and now that I take absolutely NO responsibility for whatever it is he’s about to say. Whether you believe it or not is totally up to you. So, hang onto your proverbials, here he is.

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“Sure and they won’t believe you. Not about the windows. We’ve been trying for ages. They like the fright and the candy. Maybe even the blood, but who wants to talk about that! And don’t go telling them who we really are. They won’t believe that either. They know nothing about the inner world, no matter what they say! They think we’re just wee gnomes sitting in the gardens. Leprechauns and fairies fluttering between the trees, hovering on the edges, smoking a bit of whatever. As if that’s all we had to do. As if that’s why we were here. They don’t remember the stories … sure and don’t they think it’s all myth, as if myth were nothing but a fable, a wee bit of fluff you talk about over some camp fire. I swear to you. They don’t even remember the Grand Cosmic Moment, and who doesn’t remember that one!  And they’re running out of time, to believe I mean.”

“Because here’s the thing – when the veils thin to the point where there’s nothing between anything anymore (and that could be anytime soon, let me tell you), then what you find on the other side of thought (the current one that is) better be a thought or two that you’re thrilled with, that you’ve been dreaming about for like forever, that you love to bits, that brings joy and colour and life to your world – because if it isn’t, if it doesn’t, well then for sure for sure, you’ll find yourself in a dark place indeed. And that’s a place we can’t go to help even if we wanted to. You’ll be on your own, in a dark place, with no light. And it won’t be the cosmic void. It’ll just be a dark place, with no light. Trust me, there’s no fun in that at all at all at all.”

“SO, with that in mind, we’ll try this one more time (because we’ve grown a tad fond of you, not that we’d readily admit it you understand) – THERE ARE WINDOWS, THEY ARE HERE, especially on this night of nights when the veils are thin and worlds can meet in the hovering of an autumn moon. Would you just drop the candied fright for a moment and turn and say hello. The windows are waiting. And so are we. And on that note, God bless you all, and I’ll see you, I hope, on the flip side of tomorrow today.”

 

 

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Happy Samhain…

Welcome to the thinning of the veils…

It’s October 31st, that time where sticky candy, wobbling strange rubber faces, frail and flimsy wings, and flip-flopping swords and daggers reign supreme. There are even a few glittering red slippers and a star-tipped wand or two to be found dancing around. It is a time of ghosts, goblins, and miniature versions of the cast of the Pirates of the Caribbean sauntering down night streets just about everywhere.

In the Celtic world, it is the time of Samhain, where veils become thin, and the spirits of the past rise up to greet the spirits of the day. You won’t necessary find those pirates roaming but you might find your relatives from the 6th century popping in for a cup of mead (that’s honey wine). Treat them well. You never know what you might have done in the 6th century!  And so it is a time of the changing of worlds – autumn to winter – winter to the cold dark beyond.

One could also say it is a time when the veils between your perception of realities thin. Where the things you are so very sure are real begin to flutter and fade, and the dreams you visit only in the quiet of your mind begin to take on colour and grow. Where, for an infinitesimally small moment in the concept of time, the two dare to merge, mingle, trade places, or even become one.

It is even possible that as our world shifts and changes, moments like these turn out to be windows to the very heart and soul of a better life and a better world.

…more to come…

Only 5 weeks left!

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A TINY REMINDER COMING YOUR WAY … There are only 5 weeks left to take advantage of the 20% DISCOUNT on all personal session work and commissioned templates (that’s for Logos and large Master Gate Templates, whether created for business, for healing centers, or for personal evolution).

This discount ends November 30, 2016.

On December 1,2016, all the above work goes back to original pricing. Please remember that the large templates take time to do, so it’s best to book in early.

**none of this applies to the new Divine Life Purpose Templates for 2017 – pricing on these stays the same until the door for them closes.

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AS A HEADS-UP … as of February 1, 2017 – all personal session work and commissioned templates (again that’s the Logos and large Master Gate Templates) will be going up in price.

 

ALL OF WHICH MEANS THAT THE BEST DEALS ON THESE ARE NOW!

TO TAKE ADVANTAGE OF THEM, email me – aliana at 22shangrila.com

It’s a Day of Love.

And yes, it’s also Sunday.

Let this Day of Love be an overflowing waterfall of kindness, compassion, and deep heartfelt communion – with yourself, with others, with your world.

Water the garden of your life with Love until everything begins to heal and flourish again – until Love, Divine and everlasting, becomes the guiding light within all you are and do.

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You are this Love. Remember that.

Let it shine brightly. Let Love prevail.

Your Divine Life’s Purpose Template for 2017

THESE ARE CHALLENGING TURBULENT TIMES. They call on us to be the best we can be and they call on us to be as centred and balanced as possible. Not always easy to do as the world spins, sometimes madly, around us.

THERE IS A FEELING THAT 2017 WILL BE A YEAR OF GREAT CHANGE. Like all such change, windows of growth and opportunity hover within. Whether we spot them, take advantage of them, evolve through them, is up to us. But if in our heart of hearts we are determined to live our true potential and divine purpose, then utilizing those windows becomes imperative.burning candles, like a heart

With this in mind, the following NEW Sacred Geometry Template is being made available.

YOUR DIVINE LIFE’S PURPOSE TEMPLATE FOR 2017

These are personal templates created specifically for you – to help you hone in on, activate, and live with harmony and love your Divine Life’s Purpose for the year 2017. They do not override nor take the place of a large Master Life’s Purpose template, if you have had one done or are thinking of getting one done. What they do is help you awaken to and deal specifically with your divine purpose for these turbulent times within the coming year. They provide you with the energetic support and multi-dimensional awareness that comes through the power of sacred geometry and that is specifically oriented to you, so that you may claim your place at the table of love in action (with as much clarity as possible) during these shifting times.

Here are the details:      Each template will be done on high-quality watercolor paper in either Black or Gold ink (the choice is yours). They will be 11”x 15” in size. The cost is $195. (+shipping/packaging) and is in Canadian funds.

The window for ordering these templates is NOVEMBER 1st, 2016 until APRIL 1st, 2017.

You are welcome to pre-order if you like. A $50 non-refundable payment is necessary to hold your place. Obviously, since these are individually created and only so many can be done within the allotted time period, orders are taken on a first-come-first-serve basis. *Please note, there is no discount on these templates.

If this resonates with you and you want to order or to know more, do email me, aliana at 22shangrila.com or leave a note below with your contact details.

More than ever, your light and your love are needed. That is why this offer has been created. May it speak to your heart and help light your way.

 

 

Let the Love shine!

single-red-rose-3IT’S SUNDAY … So let the Love shine, folks.

Let it pour from your heart like the beacon of possibility it is meant to be. Let it radiate. Let it heal. Let it empower. Let it be the light of Love that nourishes and enriches this world, the Love that nourishes and enriches you. See it flowing forth like a never ending waterfall … and see the world (no matter what form it may be in) drink from the cup of that Love and be transformed.

Let Love prevail. And let it help our world prosper again.

The Man and The Angel

*This wee story looks long but it really isn’t, so hang in there. And thanks for that!

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The Man and The Angel                                        By: Aliana Alani ©2016

The man and the angel were sitting on the fence drinking tea. The kind that helps you see more clearly. The man thought it was your everyday ordinary black tea. The angel knew otherwise.  They were sitting on a lovely stone fence, the kind with rocks and moss and tiny pretty flowers peeking out. It was a grand day. A day of sunlight upon green grasses. One could almost say that it was magical. Not a dark cloud in the sky.

The angel hovered in thought, picking his moment. The man waited. He could feel something coming. After all, they’d had these chats before.

“It’s a grand day.” The angel said, stating the obvious.

“Aye, it is.”

“You’re fond of grand days, are you not?”

“I am.”

“It would be a shame for that to change.” The angel threw that out gently.

The man fussed a little within. He didn’t take much to round-about conversations. “And why, for the love of God, would that change? Other than your occasional storm, that is.”

The angel let out a sigh. “The words of the world are spinning into a great tempest, my friend. Soon all the ranting and raging will erupt like an angry volcano. What will happen then will depend largely on what happens now.”

“You’re talking in riddles again.”

“Then I’ll be direct.” The angel smiled. The man nodded, though he inwardly knew it was highly probable that he was not going to like what was to be said at all at all. “You didn’t come here for this – all this fighting and fuming, this destroying of things.”

“I thought you said we came here to learn.”

“You did. But you came here to remember who you are more. Besides, do you not think you’ve learned about destruction enough?  It would seem to us that you acquired a PhD in it lifetimes ago. All you’re doing now is circling the wagons of remembering. What’s to learn in that?”

“You’re exaggerating.”

“Am I? Even if I was,” the angel sighed again, “the point is this – you’re running out of time. You must come home to your true being now. You came to this exquisite planet to participate in all of its beauty, not destroy it, so that you could open to the garden of life that exists within yourself and all creation, and in so doing, dare to dive into the deepest caverns of your own heart so that you would know, beyond question or doubt, that you, YOU, my friend, are indeed divine love incarnate.”

Your man blushed. “Aye, well I wouldn’t go that far. I’m a fair enough lover, I’ll grant you that, but…”

“You know what I’m saying.

The man nodded. “And if we dive into that deep heart? What then?”

The angel smiled. “Then you’re home – wherever you are.”

The man swirled that one around in his mind. “Will it really make a difference?”

“It will to you.”

He grinned. “And what happens to one happens to all.”

The angel looked him straight in the eye. “You could say that.”

The man thought about it for a moment, feeling the impact of the angel’s gaze, then he took a colossally deep breath and popped down off the fence, straightening his jacket as he landed, as if he was about to meet God Himself. “Right then, I’ll give it a go.” He paused, turned to the angel. “But you’d best hang around for awhile – to make sure I get it right.”

“As you wish.”

With that, they sauntered together, the man and the angel, with a glint and a laugh, into the light of the green grasses and the soft air of tomorrow today.

Tiny Windows … Tiny Templates

Each Tiny Window touches into an aspect and vibration of The Garden of Love, providing a small portal into a world of harmony & peace through the power of sacred geometry.

 

Done in various small sizes, and on the same high-quality watercolour paper as the large templates, they are an opportunity to celebrate The Garden of Love, albeit in a petite way, whether you choose to buy one as artwork, as a gift for another, or as a means of dipping into a world you wish to encourage into being for yourself or your family. Each one is an original (not a print).

TINY WINDOWS are available from OCTOBER 21st to DECEMBER 26th, 2016.

Prices will range between $35-$65 (+shipping/packaging), and are in Canadian funds.

I’ll be opening these TINY WINDOWS gradually over the available purchase time. There probably won’t be a lot of them, so if you’ve ever wanted some of this work or have wanted to buy one for a friend, this is the perfect opportunity. They’re small, they’re beautiful, they’re powerful, and they are so affordable. Plus they help you tap into The Garden of Love. What could be better than that?

Email me if you want one – aliana@22shangrila.com. When you do, I’ll tell you what’s currently available and the prices. You can choose which one most resonates with you. And don’t forget – mark TINY WINDOWS in the subject section!

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Remember

Love is the answer.

Always has been.        Always will be.

 

Waves of Love & Gratitude…

single-red-rose-3TODAY IS SUNDAY – our LET’S MAKE SUNDAY A DAY OF LOVE day. Whether we share that love with those close to our hearts, or with casual friends or strangers through kindness and compassion, it is a day where we choose to allow Love to be the guiding light within out lives.

In a world currently up to its proverbial rafters in drama, let alone the real pain and suffering so many are going through, Love is needed more than ever. To see the other through the eyes of Love is to give our hearts a chance to open to the world as it is meant to be. It is an opportunity to offer the one gift you can truly give that can know no bounds – the Love That Passeth All Understanding. Touch that within yourself, allow it to flow forth unconditionally, and you will have found the door to Home.

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Here in the Great White North  – not so white yet but large and definitely North – it is also THANKSGIVING WEEKEND – a time of gratitude when we acknowledge, appreciate, and give thanks for all that has been given to us. We give thanks for the kindnesses that have been offered, for the food on our tables, the friendships that prosper, and the blessings that have been given. And for the opportunity each day provides for us to share our gifts and our love with the world.

And so I thank you, each and everyone of you, wherever you may be, for your courage and willingness to step beyond the norm, to share your kindness with others, your laughter, your joy, your smile;  to dare to love, and in loving, nourish your visions of a world of harmony, balance, and yes, even peace – so that one day, hopefully very soon, those visions will have become our reality.

HAPPY THANKSGIVING TO YOU ALL!

Remember

Love is the answer.

Always has been.         Always will be.

It’s our Day of Love

single-red-rose-3As many of you know, each Sunday I call on all of us to help MAKE SUNDAY A DAY OF LOVE. I’ve been doing this for a few weeks. During such times, we express and send love into our world, close friends or not. We share kindness and compassion where we can. We celebrate the day with a prayer that such  love might go on forever.

This week, the Love is for YOU.

No matter where you are, YOU matter. No matter what you look like, how you dress (or don’t), how you share the magic of your days, YOU matter.

It is often easier to give love to others. And yet without drinking from the Well of Love ourselves, how can we truly share that love with the world?

It is time to nourish our own inner gardens. Celebrate our inner beauty. Honor our inner wisdom and knowing. And allow ourselves, each and every one of us, to blossom into the magnificent gardens of love we were always meant to be.

After all – to be a tad poetic – YOU are the breeze that wafts within tall trees, the golden leaves that fall in Autumn, the slender buds that bloom in Spring. YOU are the rippling waters of a gentle pond and the crashing waves midst a stormy sea. YOU are today and tomorrow NOW. YOU are the reflections of those around you, the reflection of yourself in life’s slender mirror. YOU are an endless garden, an open heart, a robin’s song. YOU are all these things and so much more.

LOVE YOU. Why? Because YOU matter.

So go ahead, make today, SUNDAY, the day YOU LOVE YOU.

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