A tiny tale…

A Tiny Tale … from The Garden …. ©Aliana Alani 2018

 

This tiny tale comes from The Garden. It is affectionately called: BULB TO BULB – a tiny Autumn Discourse.

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Before I go into it, let me just say this about that. The weather – as it can so often be relied upon to do – is changing. At least here in the land of maple syrup. Not so much if you happen to be on the East Coast, nor if you happen to be on the fringes of the West. But if you happen to be anywhere East of the West or West of the East, let alone in the mid of the Middle, well then, changing, it is. And not, from my point of view, for the better. Why? COLD. I am aware that it is an almost existential part of life in the country in which I live, but how many people do you know who actually cherish it? Okay, some like it, some put up with it, some even snowshoe in it – but cherish? Exactly.

So, it’s getting colder, already. There have even been flakes of white stuff spotted in the mid of the Middle. And the Rockies, those towering peaks of magnificence are currently blanketed with it. It has even had the audacity to flutter and fall over the vineyards of the Okanagan. I mean, is nothing sacred?!

Therefore, it seemed appropriate that I write some little diddy (that’s a tiny tiny) to acknowledge, the moment. I might have let it go, had it, the diddy, not woken me up at 4 in the morning. Lacking the courage to roll over and go back to sleep, I dutifully wrote it down.

And so, without further adieu (don’t you just love that word), here is:

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BULB TO BULB – a tiny Autumn Discourse

 

“It’s that time again,” said the Tulip Bulb, heaving a sigh. “I suppose.” Replied the Daffodil Bulb, somewhat distracted. “Under the ground then.” The Tulip Bulb added, as much a statement as a question. The Daffodil Bulb answered, rather sagely. “The Inner Earth, most likely.” “Cold there, I imagine.” Said the Tulip, remembering. “Soon enough.” Chimed the Daffodil. Pondering that, the Daff of Bulb added, “Brought your thermals, have you?” Beaming, the Bulb of Tulip said, “Got them specially! Guaranteed to keep a bulb cozy in the damp of dark.” “Brilliant. Frightfully clever of you. Know where I can get some? I almost froze my skins off last year.” “No worries,” said the Bulb of Tulip, “I’ve got extra. I’ll share.” “AH,” said the Daffodil Bulb, “you’re a good friend, so you are.”

And with that, they wrapped themselves up all nice and cozy in the very centre of those luscious thermals and began to softly slowly plunge into the earth to await the coming of the snows.

“Spring time, then.” Said the Tulip, its voice receding as it sank. “In Spring.” Came the muffled voice of the Daffodil.

And then they could be heard no more.

 

THE END … no, not really.

 

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A bit of poetry, sent with love

No Goddess Likes To Be Ignored                                    

by Aliana Alani ©2018

 

 

She enters your world like the goddess she is
Late or early, one knows not which
She has her own sense of time
Her own way

A flick of red-gold
A puff of smoke
Flirtatious, at first

She enters
And you pay her no mind, silly you
No goddess likes to be ignored

She beats the drum of her inner womb
Until you turn and look her way
Beats some more until you think – enough
But she has just begun

She’s claiming ground now
Caressing skin
Searching for the heart
Taking what is hers
What you thought was yours, silly you

Rumbling along the path of your tomorrows
Cracking wide the green of your todays
Filling the spaces, red-hot and wild

Call her if you can, if you will
But do not speak her name in vain
No goddess likes that either

Say to her only this:
I see you and I remember
Say:
Let us live in harmony, you and I
Say:
Aloha, Pele, Aloha, Aloha, Aloha

 

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Life is like a garden…

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LIFE IS LIKE A GARDEN…     

by Aliana Alani ©2018

 

LIFE IS LIKE A GARDEN. Granted we don’t always see it that way but if you think about it, really think about it – it is. So look around you. What do you see?

If it’s a garden in your yard, you might see blooming flowers, unless of course it’s the beginning of Spring in which case you may be looking at dead grass and last year’s we’ve-lost-all-our-glow autumn leaves. However, you might also see a fledgling little popup of green here or there, which is good news, because those would be the bulbs you planted last fall now getting ready to burst upon the scene with much desired vibrant colour. The thought of which makes a person smile. It’s got to. Who doesn’t love colour after a long white winter?

And if it’s the garden of your yard, you know that all there is to do is get out there with that rake, scoop up all those dead leaves, turn over the soil in those flower beds, and yup, plant a few flowers. And then, voilà, you have yourself a beauteous landscape of a backyard, guaranteed to touch your heart, and garner admiration from your neighbours all summer long.

Now – If it’s the garden of your life and all you see around you is dead grass, then you have a bit of work to do. Dead grass in your personal garden is a wakeup call. For just like your backyard garden needs a little TLC now and then (that’s tender loving care for those of you who might not remember), so does the garden of your life.

Dead grass brings with it questions. The obvious one being – where is the life? That’s a question bordering on the existential which could take you forever to answer if you’re not careful so give yourself permission to hear the sound bite version! And then we have – how long has it been since you’ve seeded it with dreams of possibility? Those are the Yes I Can dreams you’ve held close to your heart for so long. How long since you’ve watered your life with love? If you’re having trouble locating the watering can then you’ve got your answer to that one. If there’s a lot of dead grass then chances are you’ve either ignored your garden, perhaps completely, or fed it consciously or not with thoughts of anguish, doubt, or despair. Oh dear.

Your opportunity, should you choose to accept it, is to cast an eye (two if you’re feeling really brave) around the garden of your life and see what you find. If it’s an endless field of dead stuff, then ask yourself why. The next course of action is obviously the rake, the shovel, or the rototiller. But before you go using the rototiller, we should probably talk.

More Life is a Garden thoughts to come, so tune in again!

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HAPPY GARDENING!

 

Miracles…

                               by: Aliana Alani ©2016

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Miracles for this world, for you, and me. Miracles that can turn the tide of being, here and now.

Whether for good health or well-being, for money midst dire or stressful situations, or for a caring voice during the passing of what has been or who has been with you. I pray for miracles.

I pray for the miracle of a shining light – the light that comes from that deep space within, the Eternal flame of who we truly are. I pray for this light to miraculously illuminate the path we now walk, no matter who we are or where we are, that we may see beyond the confusion and the folly that spins like a tempest upon the seas of our world, and find the courage to walk a path of love and understanding instead.

I pray for the miracle of love – divine and everlasting – to attend us all today; to unblock a frightened heart, heal a wounded soul, and mend a fractured mind.

I pray for miracles – that we may have eyes to see and ears to hear – that, miraculously, we might turn and realize what many who seldom walk this world have always known – that here sits a bit of heaven – a garden of love – a world of plenty and of light. I pray for the miracle of that knowing, and the audacity to live its truth.

I pray for miracles. I pray for love.

 

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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 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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Let’s make Sunday a Day of Love

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Last week I put up a new page here called, WILL YOU JOIN ME? It was, and is, a call to come home to love. Ultimately, it is a call to come home to it every minute of every day – to return to the heart within, divine and everlasting, and live from there.

But for the moment, till we get used to becoming the emanation of the high and beautiful frequencies of such a love and how that might transform our lives, this is a call to spend every Sunday, all Sunday, in the focus and energy of pure love – unconditional, kind, compassionate, and gentle – for ourselves and for our world.

There’s a bit more to the call to MAKE SUNDAY A DAY OF LOVE so do go and take a look. You’ll find the page heading WILL YOU JOIN ME? above, alongside the other page headings. Click on it and take a read. It’s long so hang in there. And there are Share buttons. Please use them. The more people who choose to MAKE SUNDAY A DAY OF LOVE, the better.

Let’s return home to the love we all truly are – a love that passes understanding – a love unconditional and endless – a love that permeates every atom of our beings – a love that heals, empowers, and helps everything flourish in the resonance of love. Please join me.

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Remember –

Love is the answer.

Always has been.      Always will be.

 

Updates…

UPDATE #1 – Sacred Geometry Templates D

Like many in the world today, there are shifts & changes happening for me as well. Some of these changes will affect the templates that I provide so I wanted you to know it as I know it.  Here are two –

Personal Commissioned Templates:   Created for an individual, business, group, or center, they are large, powerful, and can assist greatly in bringing into being that which you most desire in this your life’s journey. I have been doing these in one form or another for years. However, they take an incredible amount of energy and time to do, and these days leave me with very little room to do anything else while I am bringing them forth. As I make this shift and new work comes in to accompany it, I simply will not have the energy, space, or time to include them.

SO IF THESE CALL TO YOU, PLEASE DO ORDER NOW. I suspect the closing date will be in the next 3 months. I know it will not be longer than the end of this year. Do remember that I can only do one, perhaps two, a month. So if you want one, don’t wait too long. Should the closing date be sooner, I will let you know here at 22shangrila, so click ‘Follow’ if you want updates.

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The Templates from The Garden Series:  I have been doing this series for over two years now. Some have been large, some medium, some small in size, but all are powerful doors and pathways to a marvelous blossoming of The Garden for us all.

As has been the way with the templates I have been privileged to open over the years, a door of focus opens, a number of templates are brought forth, and then that focus & its door closes. At some point after that, a new focus is usually provided and a new door opened.

PLEASE KNOW -THE TEMPLATES FROM THE GARDEN SERIES AND ITS FOCUS ARE ABOUT TO CLOSE.

There are 8 templates currently available for sale. They are:  SERENITY, BALANCE, THE WAVES OF COMPASSION, THE GREENING, TOWARDS A STARLIGHT GARDEN, A PLACE OF PEACE, STRAIGHT TO THE HEART, and THE DANCE.

 I have one more to create, and then the door closes.

IF YOU HAVE A CALLING FROM WITHIN TO BE A KEEPER of one of these templates, do order now.  Once they are created, they don’t belong with me. They belong with one of you. And obviously, once they are gone, they’re gone. So please do follow your heart and claim one of them while you can.

And yes, there will probably be another focus and another door opening, but at this time I have no idea when that will be or what it will be about, nor how it will be made available.

It has been an incredible honor to open this series of templates; to know that in doing so it is helping to shine a light of love on The Garden and help us discover our place within it. To those of you who have chosen to be Keepers of these Garden energies, I thank you. May they bless your lives, and anyone else who views them, with great joy.

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 Email me, aliana at 22shangrila.com for pricing and to purchase. Mark which you are keen on in the subject section. Or, you can leave a message with your details in the Comment section below.

Remember

Love is the answer.

Always has been. Always will be.

 

Thoughts to ponder…

 

COMING HOME TO LOVE                     Aliana Alani ©2016

 

As a world community and as a species, we stand on the precipice of loving. To dive deep into the ocean of love or to linger at its edges becomes the question. It is a question that often feels perennial, for we have been here before. We have danced its dance, fluttered its wings of possibility, even dipped our toes into its serene waters, and then, except for a few, retreated back to the comfort zones of what is commonly called, the norm.

Prophets and messiahs over the ages have all spoken to the essence and power of love. Sometimes we have listened. But more often than not, we have morphed and crafted those gifts of knowing into forms that suit our desires and agendas of the time. We have chosen to take the small road, the droplets rather than the ocean.

For all our inner longing to love and be love – and everyone has it, no matter how prickly they may appear on the outside – we seem perpetually afraid to make the jump.

Yet here we are again.

Never has love been needed more, craved more, or called for more. Never has the world needed more healing, nor have we needed more loving. So what do we do?

And when we speak of the essence of love, what do we mean?

In truth, we are not talking about personal love at all. We are not talking about romantic love, as dazzling as that can be, nor familial love, as all-consuming as it sometimes is. No, the essence of love permeates every form/structure in existence down to the very cells, atoms, molecules, and particle waves of being. The essence of love is eternal, everlasting, endless – divine. It knows no limits, carries no judgements, has no bounds, and is a part of us all.

It is our true nature. Our heart of hearts. Our inner sanctum.  It is who we are.

So when we close off to this love, no matter how rational the reasons nor how fearful we may be at the time, we are closing a door to the very essence of our being – that divine spark of love that lives within us all, that nourishes us into loving expression. No wonder we often feel less than we know we can be.

So here we are at the precipice again. I have been a spiritual facilitator for a long time and I know in my  heart of hearts that this is our moment, our opportunity as a world community and as divine beings in human form to jump into that ocean of love and let it heal and transform ourselves and our world. This is our moment to come together, within ourselves and with each other, and to dare to love.

Remember – Love is the answer. Always has been. Always will be.

 

*If this resonates with you, please do share it. I’ll be posting more on Coming Home to Love and putting up a special page. I’ll also be putting out a call to join me in this leap of love, so click ‘follow’ if you want to know more.   

Bless you all    Be kind to each other.   Let love prevail.    

Aliana

Come Home to Love

COME HOME TO LOVE                                                  ©Aliana Alani 2016

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Come home to love.
Come home.

As waters flood, and lands parch and burn,
Come home.

As the world spins upside down
And that which was important falls away,
Come home.

When words tumble like empty shells upon the soul
And reason casts its knowing to the winds,
Come home.

Come home to love,
Oh weary warriors of this earth.
Put down your shields and weapons aplenty.
Come home.

Lay bare your wounded hearts
That love may heal their weeping
And serenade you into wholeness
With a melody divine.

Come home to love
That knows no ending
And welcomes all with open arms.

Come home to love.
Come home to love now.
Come home.

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