About AlianaAlani

Writer, visual artist, spiritual facilitator, and frequent traveller. I'm Canadian born. I've lived in Ireland, touched the shores of Spain and Italy, spend time in Australia and drink in the Aloha of Hawaii as often as I can. I have a love of myth and story, its power and magic in our lives, and how it forms and colours our journeys. I am haunted by beauty and the magnificence and wonder of our world. For me, Shangrila is here and now.

Happy 150th Canada!

maple leafTO ALL OF  YOU IN THE GREAT WHITE NORTH … HAPPY CANADA DAY … HAPPY 150th!

Have a wonderful day wherever you are in this vast land. Celebrate what is good and kind about it, raise a glass or two to those fluttering maple leaves, tell every crazy Canadian joke you can think of, hum at least one Leonard Cohen tune, and vow to bring your talents and inspiration to its table that all who call Canada, home, may flourish and blossom midst its ever-evolving story. May this country prove to be a beacon of peace and love in action for all. HAPPY 150th CANADA!

Go take a peek…

lotus flowerCheck out the WHAT’S NEW page.You can click here to go directly to it.  WHAT’S NEW    You’ll find a gentle reminder of things both available and coming to a close in the ‘not too distant’. I hope you’ll look, listen in, and take advantage of these opportunities.

May your day be filled with joyous moments, especially in these turbulent times, and may love prevail in all that you are and do.

A Taste of Poetry…

There’s a new bit of poetry for you to read on the POETRY page entitled ‘BETWEEN THE SHADOWS AND THE GREY’. Light Within The DarknessLike the last poem I posted, this too was written many years ago. It has a rhythm in it that I am fond of. Perhaps you will like it too.

Click here to go to the POETRY page to read it  Poetry

For Manchester

MIDST FRAGILE LIGHT

By: Aliana Alani ©2017

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Midst fragile light, a shadow comes.
Rippling forth like a wave of darkness
Upon a sea of budding hearts.

Leaving shards of broken memories
In its wake.

Do not leave them by the shore, alone.
Rather gather them, as a lover might,
Gently to the circle of your love.

Whisper softly, with tender words
That they may heal enough to travel

Boldly, once again
Into the untold possibilities
Of their Eternal hearts.

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A bit of Poetry –

single hawthorn treeFOR ALL YOU MAY DREAMERS & HAWTHORN LOVERS, here’s a bit of poetry – to help salute the month, kiss the dreams, and wander, albeit briefly, in a hawthorn mist. I wrote this poem a long time ago in a land only beginning to unfurl its world to me. It spoke of much. Perhaps something in it will speak to you. To go to the Poetry page and read – WANDERING IN A HAWTHORN DREAM – click here Poetry

Discounts available!

Starting today, MAY 15th, there is a 20% discount on all templates remaining in the TEMPLATES FROM THE GARDEN SERIES. To see which ones are available and to view snippet images, check out the WHAT’S NEW page by clicking here WHAT’S NEW  If any one of them speaks to your heart and you feel you are meant to be a Keeper, do not hesitate to make contact. Namaste, and thank you.

Prayers abound…

TO ALL THOSE IN CANADA in flood-stricken areas, our prayers are with you.

To Quebec, the Gatineau, Ottawa, the Okanagan of BC, and regions in the Maritimes experiencing flooding – stay strong, stay as dry as you can, and know that we are with you in spirit as you go through this difficult time.

May the waters recede, the rains lessen, the lands dry. May kindness and caring prevail for you wherever you are. May strangers and neighbours be your helping hand, now and during the days of clean up ahead and those of building anew.

I am reminded of the lotus flower that births forth out of the depths of the watery mud to be share its magnificence, serenity, and beauty with us all.

Even now, in the midst of devastation, such birthing is possible. May it be yours.

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No more…

By: Aliana Alani ©2017

You will forgive me if I say – no more.
Forgive me, perhaps, as I turn away
From this game you seem unable, or unwilling,
To leave behind.

I have stood watch over your thirst for conquest.
Soothed your wounds of battle with my tears.
Mourned your spirits passing, bodies left in the cold of dark.

Many times the heavens turned, showering love
Like fertile seeds within the winds of sorrow
Upon the fields of story – your story
That you seem unable, or unwilling, to leave behind.

Many times did you drink from their cup gladly,
Relishing the moment, healing, even gratefully,
Only then to forget, yes again.

I have come more times than you can possibly imagine
To speak for love instead of hate
To light the way for gentler tomorrows,
And still it continues.

So you will forgive me, perhaps,
If I say – no more.

No more will I lament your passing nor watch
Sweet souls tumble to a blood-strewn earth.
No more will I bury your bones within the stars of light
That you may come to your senses and remember.

This game of war is yours and yours alone.
The courage to peace, to change, lives within.
It has always been thus, but this time it is up to you.
For next time, beloveds, you will be on your own.

You will forgive me, perhaps.
I will not come again.

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Springtime!

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For those of us in the Northern Hemisphere, Spring has either sprung (depending on where you are) or is just around the corner. Birds are chirping their way back into our awareness, and buds are teasing forth on trees for all to see. It is time for jackets instead of coats and runners instead of boots, if we’re lucky. April can be a fickle month in the North so it’s always up for grabs. All of which means, don’t put those shovels away just yet, cuz ya just never know.

Traditionally Spring is a time of beginnings. So let’s begin to envision the positive. Let’s envision a peaceful world, a happy one, and let’s dare to open even more to serenity and kindness in ourselves and in our lives, no matter how crazy things might appear to be. And yes, they do appear to be incredibly crazy. But…

The old is slipping away. The new is being born.

Because it’s the start of APRIL, I’ve changed things on the WHAT’S NEW page. Check it out by clicking here. WHAT’S NEW And the Poetry page has a different entry as well. Poetry   If any of it speaks to you, if you want more info or want to buy, just email me at 22shangrila.com.

So here’s to Spring! Let’s plant seeds of loving wherever we can. Then let’s help them prosper, flourish, and grow. Loving. Believe it or not, it’s what we do best.

Namaste, & may happy moments be yours.

Only 11 days left!

??????????????A gentle reminder that the door for ordering your own personal Divine Life’s Purpose Template for 2017 closes on April 1st, 2017.

Which means there are only 11 days left, counting today, to commission this work.

If you are interested, go to Your Divine Life’s Purpose Template for 2017 to read more about them. If you decide you want one, do make contact immediately, either via email or at the ‘contact’ section below. It takes time to do each one, so there will only be room left to create a few.

These are powerful challenging times. Being the best you can be, shining your light, bringing love into the world  – all are needed, perhaps now more than ever.

Sacred geometrical templates can be an incredibly helpful tool.

As always, I wish you much joy.