Remember this…

It’s easy to forget. In the midst of all the craziness, it’s easy to look around and think that all the closing doors and circulating fear is all there is now. But it’s not. That’s why I’m writing this, to say to you – remember.plumeria-blossoms-just-about-to-open

 

Remember how beautiful YOU are.  Even here, even now. Remember what an amazing expression of Love you are, whether you’ve been sitting at home in your pajamas for three days, haven’t combed your hair, and maybe haven’t slept much either. Whether you’ve been chewing on the latest news bites of fear every other moment of the day until you think you’re going to go a tad mad with it all. It doesn’t matter. It doesn’t change who YOU truly are.

 

YOU are a Divine Expression of the Eternal Heart. And yes, the world seems to have turned itself upside down, and yes, things are challenging, and yes, you have to wash your hands more times than you’ve probably ever washed your hands in your entire life. It still doesn’t change who you are! Not deep inside.

 

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So breathe deep, be the courageous soul you know you are, dare to open that glorious heart of yours, and come HOME to the heart of YOU, and then breathe from there.

 

 

This world, OUR WORLD, is beautiful right here, right now. Look outside your window, step outside the door, see the sky. Drink in its beauty. Be grateful for it. Listen to the birds. Hear their song. Be grateful for them too. Feel the breeze on your face, or the sun shining. Be grateful for the infinite beauty that is around you every moment of every day. We take so much of it for granted. Be grateful for each breath you take. Be grateful for friends, family, for all that is yours to be, to have, and to share.

 

Come home to the deep-space love you are – because that space, that sacred wondrous space, knows that all is truly well, and that you, YOU, are doing just fine! No matter what appears to be happening on the outside.

 

Come home to the endless harmony of YOU, and then live from there.

And remember …

You are Love.

You are loved.

And you are not alone.

 

Namaste.

 

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Hello All You Gorgeous People…

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In the midst of all the craziness out there – in case you might have forgotten (and understandably so) – remember – wherever you focus your attention, especially intensely, is what you help bring into being.

With that in mind, if you haven’t already, start giving thanks for the good health you have and that of friends and family every moment of every day. Give thanks to the world for being a world in balance and harmony. Yes, even now.

SEE and FEEL that balance and harmony with each step you take. Walk it as if it were true no matter what else appears to be around. Breathe it in until you know it is so! And then dare to LOVE that great good health and harmony into being NOW, for all and everyone.

And sure, wash you hands well. Do diligence on these things. But do them out of an energy of love, not fear.

It matters. And so do YOU.

Namaste.

You are Love, and you are most definitely loved.

 

 

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Whispering…

 

WHISPERING
by Aliana Alani ©2019

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I walk along a hilltop at night,
whispering…

 

I whisper to the earth and stars,
the waters and the forests.

I whisper to grasses, long and short,
and to the many flowers
that dance in winds both gentle and strong.

I whisper to critters, large and small,
who wander through mountains and deep valleys.
And to the ones that fly,
I whisper. I whisper.

 

This is what I say when I whisper.
I say:
I love you. I love you.
Be well now. Be well.

 

All night I walk along the hilltop, whispering.
All night, whispering,
I love you. I love you.
Be well now. Be well.

 

Can you hear me?
Are you listening?

I love you. Be well now.
Be well.

 

 

 

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Prayers abound…

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Prayers abound for the speedy recovery of His Holiness the Dalai Lama who is currently in hospital for a chest infection.

May the energies of healing love surround and assist him, may he heal fully and easily, and may he have a wonderful healthy long life.

We are forever grateful for his tireless efforts in promoting peace, compassion, and kindness in our world.

 

 

 

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This is for You…

Alright, all you wonderful bits of starlight out there, this one is for you.

 

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I want you to know how exquisitely beautiful you are, right here, right now. Yes, YOU.

Doesn’t matter where you find yourself in life at the moment … doesn’t matter if your clothes are brand new or a bit threadbare … doesn’t matter if you are living in a castle of a house or a wee hobbit of a home (I personally like hobbits and hobbit homes, but that’s another story) … doesn’t matter if you have a ton of the green stuff (no, we are not talking about vegetables or weeds of whatever kind your mind might have immediately surfed to), nor does it matter if you still haven’t found that pot of gold (just popped over to the leprechauns now, didn’t you – HAH).

What matters is that you remember who you truly are. And who you truly are – no matter what anyone tells you, or what circumstances you currently find yourself in – is a gorgeous expression of Divine Love – yes, really!

That beating heart of yours holds a key, and like all good stories in life, it is a key to Love. And Love, compassionate and unconditional, heals all wounds, opens all doors, and is a guaranteed fast-track to the core of the Eternal Heart.

 

So go on, oh glorious ones – you are glorious, in case you had forgotten – dare to BE, dare to LOVE, and dare to ALLOW that garden of loving abundance that is within you to unfold – straight from the heart.

 

And don’t forget, when the time is right, share a bit of it with your world. When you do, your world will begin to glow with the loving abundance that lives within the core of its being too. Imagine that!

Now get out there and have an absolutely scrumptious day!

 

Sending sparkles of love and joy your way!

 

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Prayers and Love…

This is for New Zealand … and for Christchurch

 

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New Zealand, you are loved. Stay safe, stay strong, stay calm.

 

At this time of great challenge and utterly senseless violence, our prayers and love are with you. Each and every one of you. No one in our world should have to experience what you are going through today. Such violence and hatred have no place in a loving world.

And it is a loving world that we commit ourselves to even more today.

New Zealand is one of the most beautiful caring places I have had the privilege of spending time in. Its people are funny and generous and kind. Some are friends who I hold dear. It is one of those special places on our planet that still carries within the very fabric of its earth and air, a sense of wonder and possibility. Its stories are both ancient and young.

That such violence has happened in Aotearoa, The Land of the Long White Cloud, saddens me greatly.

 

May angels of love and light guide your way and help you heal … each and every one of you.

 

Kia Ora – Kia Kaha

You are loved, New Zealand. You are loved.

 

 

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Count-down

It’s December 1st – and we are now in count-down – the last month, the last days for ordering a commissioned template created specifically for you, whether personal or logo.

As you may remember, December 31st is the very last day I will be able to do this work for you. After that, the door closes, and personally commissioned gates will no longer be available.

This date is firm. There will be no exceptions.  So if having a gate created uniquely for you is important, please do not hesitate. Message or email me now.

Gates are powerful, life-changing, life-affirming tools – portals into a better way of being for a more loving world.

So if you feel it in your heart to have one, act now.

Bless you, for the beauty that you are.

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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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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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