Happy Thanksgiving

autumn leavesIt is Thanksgiving Weekend here in the Great Not-White-Yet North – traditionally a time of gratitude for all that you have been blessed to receive during the past year, and a prayer of thanks for all you hope to receive in the year to come.

Here it is also Autumn – a time when the leaves turn many colors, and at their perfect time, carpet the ground below. They dance midst the winds with a kind of reckless abandon as though they know their time is running short. I find myself incredibly grateful to watch them on this sunny day. I have always loved the dance of leaves.

I am grateful also for you, wherever you are – friends and strangers – those who click ‘like’ here and those who choose to ‘follow’. Thank you for dipping into the well that is 22shangrila and thank you for hanging around. Whether we have met or not, you make everything a bit brighter.

We live in an exquisitely beautiful world. Not always easy to remember in the midst of chaos, I know. So thank you for noticing its beauty, for taking the time to breathe it in, and for honoring it in your lives. For that, and for all you dare to do that is full of love, I am most grateful.

To you all, and to this very special planet which we all call home – THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU!

May your days be ever blessed with love.

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for New Zealand…

This article (and its added poem, which I posted here years ago) is long, so I hope you will hang in and continue reading. And if it strikes a chord in your heart, please share. It is my feeling that New Zealand could use your prayers today.

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I AWOKE THIS MORNING to learn of the latest earthquake in New Zealand, a country that, as many know, is prone to such things. Some report it as a 7.5, others as a 7.8. Either way you look at it, it was large. Unlike the Christchurch earthquake, this one was inland and deeper. It was also bigger. The subsequent aftershocks have been large, shallow, and some have migrated northward. And there have been beginning tsunamis and casualties.

BACKTRACK, IF YOU WILL, to 2011. This time I wasn’t on the other side of the ocean. I was landing in Auckland – two hours after the Christchurch earthquake hit. As I watched the story unfold day after day for the next two weeks with all its aftershocks and increasingly bleak coverage, and as I personally walked small forest trails and ocean’s black sands, stared at calm sunsets and wild cloudy skies, I found myself touched beyond measure.

THIS WRITING BELOW feels as important to me now as it did then. As I read it again, I couldn’t help but feel that tucked within, there is perhaps a message for us all. It is a small homage to the spirit and heart of the Land of the Long White Cloud and of its people. New Zealanders, in my experience, are a strong kind people. That doesn’t mean your prayers and caring aren’t needed. So again, if this writing touches you, feel free to pass it on. Perhaps in the telling its heart song will help ease the way a little.

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       LAND OF THE LONG WHITE CLOUD

                                                                                                                  ©Aliana Alani 2011

 

LAND OF THE LONG WHITE CLOUD – AOTEAROA – Where stories linger like slender strings of tiny ocean pearls within your billowy sleeves of cloudlike memory. Where sky and sea walk hand in hand and in their mirage-like mist worlds both old and new appear to hover, and on their very edges ethereal doors stand ready to be entered, to share gifts perhaps waiting to be given. Is it but a dream to feel this way? And yet somehow, I think not.

                Kia Ora, you say.

                Aloha, I answer. For that is what I know in my heart.

Heart – the door you offer, at least to me – the chance to enter a land of ancient openness and be at peace, to walk with ease again along the corridors of time. As if a jewel had been here patiently waiting to be retrieved and lived anew. Strange to find you now, for I have landed on your shores when the earth is rumbling mightily and the ring of shifting sands and olden fissures is making itself known. Breaking through the seeming solidness of life and coughing up its innards for the entire world to see.

                Kia Kaha, you say, for you have been through this before and know no fear.

Is that the opportunity, when all else falls away, to know no fear? To know that life always begins anew, that if we open our hearts and trust the birth, it can perhaps be even better than before, that we are strong in spirit no matter what?

I am touched by the hearts of people on this land of yours, Oh Long White Cloud. Touched by their generosity and kindness in the midst of devastation – their willingness to reach out and help another. It is the humaneness within humanity, is it not – to offer aid without question or condition? Too often we forget this as we stride our world of ever-increasing gadgets and sound bites. Your people are helping us to remember.

Ke Aloha Aotearoa, your beauty is astounding. Gods have walked upon your earth and fished in your waters. Songs have been sung in your honour and winds have dashed your shores. Mountains high and long have risen dressed in snowy garments. And films have told stories of Middle Earths and Hobbit kingdoms. You are part of a realm we now call, The Pacific. But somehow you are part of something else as well. It lives within the very fabric of your air, and hence within the fabric of your people. Amongst all else, it is a strength of heart and the never-ending ability to dare to weave new story into life, no matter what. A wondrous gift this is for the world to see and feel. Thank you for bringing it to our table.

Kia Kaha, Aotearoa, Land of the Long White Cloud. Kia Kaha New Zealand.

You are loved.

 

 

 

What day is it?

YOU GOT IT – IT’S SUNDAY – our Let’s Make It A Day Of Love day. single-red-rose-3

So go be a fire fly of love. Fill each moment with kindness. Sing a song of beauty. Dance in the open air. Love the trees around you. Kiss the sun, or the clouds if the sun is hiding. And remember – you are Love. No matter what your body looks like, no matter what’s around you, no matter what’s in your bank account or isn’t – LOVE is who you really are – and LOVE is what our world is really made of. No matter how dark or dull or devastating things might appear to be, LOVE is there hiding in the mist of our moments, waiting to be felt and seen.

So go feel the love. Open you heart to its song. And when you hear it, dare to share its melody. Because LOVE is everywhere, waiting for YOU.

You are a blessing. You are LOVE.

Remember…

LET SUNDAY BE A DAY OF LOVE!

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Wherever you are, whoever you are with, may this Sunday be filled with kindness, blessings, and gratitude – for each moment, each smile you give or receive, and each precious breath you take. Every moment is a blessing. Send gentle waves of love into your day, your world, and yes even your own heart that the magic and exquisite beauty of love may be everywhere.

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Yes, that’s right…

TOMORROW IS SUNDAY …single red rose 3

So go ahead and make it a day of love. Cast a gaze around you and celebrate the beauty. Dip your feet into the well of loving kindness and then share some with those nearby. Be joyous. Be happy. Be compassionate. And because you can, because it’s in you right here right now – take it a notch higher and go forth and be a never-ending waterfall of love.

And when the day is done and you think on all the blessed moments, breathe deeply from that magical air that’s been created, be super daring, and choose to make Monday a day of love too.

Remember – YOU MATTER – so be sure to love yourself as well.

Imagine how beautiful this world will be when every day is a day of love.

 

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Love is the answer.

Always has been.          Always will be.

A Poetry Moment…

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I Walk Alone                                            ©Aliana Alani 2016

I walk alone but am not lonely.
I flirt with stars that call my name.
Winds dance through the heathers
of my remembering and leave a
trail of perfume in their wake.

I walk alone but am not lonely.
Galaxies dissolve like sparkling grains
of golden sands beneath my feet.
I walk midst sunrises and sunsets
and wisps of tomorrows yet to come.

I walk alone but am not lonely.
Heaven is my gate and Eternity my home.
I turn and find You everywhere. I turn
and look and walk, alone and yet not lonely.
For I am everywhere, alone, not lonely.

I walk in never-ending beauty.
Reflecting light – alone, not lonely
Reflecting love, I am – alone, not lonely.
Reflecting, reflecting, I am You
Everywhere – alone but never lonely.

 

Okay folks, it’s Sunday!

single red rose 3So roll out that inner carpet of love and let your open heart be a beacon of caring for our world. Share your kindness, your compassion, your laughter and your joy with those around you. Water your garden of life with love – and then send some out into our world as a gentle wave of healing for us all.

See the world through love-filled eyes that love may begin to blossom everywhere again. Listen only to the inner chords of love and watch how things within you change. Smile. Breathe. Catch the sparkles of beauty that dance before you. They’ve always been there. They just prefer to dance to the tune of love.

And drink in some of that love for yourself as well. After all, it’s who you truly are.

 

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Remember

Love is the answer

Always has been.          Always will be.

 

A bit of poetry…

I AM THE DANCE  

by: Aliana Alani ©2016

 

I am the dance of the universe.

My cells tango with the heavens
and salsa with the seas.

My heart beats to a drum, divine,
marrying its pulse with worlds as yet unseen.

My mind, ah my mind, hums and sways with
melodies, both wordless and serene.

I am the dance of the universe.
I am the dance.

Come dance with me.

Another ‘Snippet’ coming your way

Since the response to my including a wee ‘snippet’ of an image of one of the Templates from The Garden was so positive, I’ve decided to post another. If it intrigues and inspires you to want to become its Keeper, please do make contact.

Here is – THE GREENING

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THE GREENING (detail) – created by Aliana Alani 2016

Done on high quality watercolour paper – In gold, three beautiful shades of green, and a breath of a touch of silver.   Size:  15” x 22 ¼”

 Focus:   THE GREENING is traditionally known as a time when things begin to flourish – when that which has been seeded, births and comes into its own voice of expression. It is a special time, full of manifesting possibility and the song of life. Nowhere is this more prevalent than in The Garden. This stage in The Garden’s evolution (and in a sense within our own) is both celebrated and enhanced by this new template.

                There is joy and delight here, a touch of magic and wonder. The air is clear. The sun is soft and warm. And all around, life is smiling. Everything feels like it is dancing toward a delicious fruition. It is, after all, the time of THE GREENING.

Again, this is only a snippet of the original template. For further information and to purchase, email me – aliana@22shangrila.com – and mark ‘THE GREENING’ in the subject section.

As always, I wish you much joy.

 

A reminder…

The following Templates from The Garden Series are available and looking for their new homes. Perhaps your home is meant to be one of them.

A PLACE OF PEACE

Done on high quality watercolour paper, in gold, silver, garnet, and lime-green pens Size:  15” x 22 ¼”

BALANCE

Done on high quality watercolour paper, in gold, silver, dark mulberry, and violent pens     Size:  15” x 22 ¼”

THE WATERS OF COMPASSION   

Done on high quality watercolour paper – in gold, silver, pale aqua & deep electric blue pens.     Size:  19” x 22 ¼”

SERENITY

Done on high-quality watercolour paper – done in gold, silver, light aqua, deep teal, and lime coloured pens.            Size: 15” x 22 ¼”

THE GREENING          

Done on high quality watercolour paper – In gold, three beautiful shades of green, and a breath of a touch of silver.   Size:  15” x 22 ¼”

TOWARDS THE STARLIGHT GARDEN

  Done on high-quality watercolour paper in gold, silver & black pens.   Size:  12 ¼” x 22 ¼”

 As always, the templates can be purchased as artwork to beautify and energize your home. However, it is also possible to become a ‘Keeper of their story’. In doing so, you have the added opportunity to actively participate with the blessings and focus they each provide; meditating with them, pondering the gems of wisdom each carries within, and allowing the template to influence your life in loving empowering ways. The choice is yours.

 

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‘Detail’ of THE WATERS OF COMPASSION created by Aliana Alani 2016

AS MANY OF YOU KNOW, I don’t normally post images of these templates online for many reasons. I prefer to send them in PDF format for those truly interested. However, I am going to break tradition today and include a ‘detail’ image of The Waters of Compassion, a truly potent template, whose focus is much needed in our world today.

This image is but a snippet of the template but it will give a wee sense of it all. I hope it intrigues you enough to want to look deeper and ultimately become its Keeper.


For additional information, to view the PDF of images, for pricing and to purchase, contact me at:  aliana@22shangrila.com. Please mark ‘templates’ in the subject section.

As always, I wish you much joy.