Last Call…

This is to let you all know that it’s LAST CALL for ordering a Personal RADIANCE OF BEING Gate.

The door is closing a little earlier than planned, I realize, but the energies are shifting lots (and yes, ahead of time – what could that mean, one wonders – you are wondering, right) so I am following guidance on this one and putting out the call.

If it speaks to the heart, grab it while you can!

To refresh your memory on what it’s all about, click on the WHAT’S NEW page WHAT’S NEW and scroll down.

And don’t forget – this is the last, the very last, time I will be opening Personal Gates for anyone. Universal ones in 2020, yes. More Personal ones, NO.

Have an awesome day, people!

And remember, Love IS all there is. So go BE that Love!!

 

 

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A bit of poetry wafting your way…

 

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Where Then The Heart
                   By Aliana Alani ©2019

 

Here they are now –
Veils lifting, slowly, gently
Like the flutter of angelic wings
Whispering in clear air.

 

Softly, a sunlight enters –
Early morning dusting of
Luminescent light, golden
Essence particles, divine and shimmering.

 

And where are we
In these moments of discovery?
Looking out, heart open, eager and expectant,
Or hard-pressed to the cacophony
Floor of drama and despair?

 

Are we searching for crumbs
Or infinite possibilities?

 

Where then the heart, in these moments
Of whisperings and glimmerings,
And more…

 

 

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Before we know…

BEFORE WE KNOW…
                                                                       By Aliana Alani ©2019

 

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As the sun begins its shine upon the morning,
Sending flecks of gold light along its path,
I find myself grateful.

Grateful for the budding warmth.
Grateful for the birdsong building.
Grateful for this garden of life,
You and I call – home.

A slow-turning globe of endless beauty.
A world that dazzles with its diversity
And humbles with its call to greatness.

Yes, things sometimes fall away.
They can crumble and burn unexpectedly
Or ebb and tide when least desired.

Tears fall then. Hearts crack open.
And when they do, before we know,
Before we understand,
New life has begun.

Rebirth
A new dawn
And the garden, more abundant than before

Our garden –

                A garden of Love.

 

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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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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!

 

To Be or Not…

TO BE OR NOT…                                                                            by Aliana Alani ©2017

This is a long read so hang in there with me.

As I was counting my blessings yesterday morning, I found myself giving thanks for living in a relatively peaceful country. I say relatively because we all have little chaos gremlins spinning around in our minds from time to time encouraging us to bitch about this or that, whether this or that is even worthy of bitching about (gremlins, you might remember, don’t actually care about worthiness and are not known for being discriminatory at all). So it’s easy enough to get on that bandwagon without really thinking about it and well, give out, as they say. Giving out being a golden road to heaven for a gremlin.

maple leafThat said, Canada is a decent country. Most people generally do get along. We have a high percentage that believe in kindness as a path to well-being, like the idea of a healthy environment, and would prefer dialogue to out & out warfare. Sure there are things to change, things we could get better at, things we should get better at, and yes there is the issue of the weather – this is where you are to picture intense chill and vast amounts of white flakes falling for far too many months at a time. Clearly I am not one of those who love to ski.

So there I am basking in the soft air of blessedness and tranquility. Grateful all the way to those maple syrup rafters for being in a peace-filled land. Until I turned on my computer and read the latest news.

Now, I am not one for getting political on this site. I admit there have been fleeting moments when I have dipped the tips of toes into those waters, but generally no. This is a site for soft words, for the poetic, for blossoming gardens, for life built anew in beauty and love.

So forgive me as I step outside of that realm. It is precisely because of that realm – the realm of a peaceful loving world – that I do so.earth in space  2

WHEN A MAN IN THE ROLE OF LEADER OF A LARGE COUNTRY dares to say, in front of a vast group of other leaders and representatives from many countries in the world, that he would not think twice (if provoked of course) of TOTALLY DESTROYING a country – this should be a warning to us all to stand up and say – Not On My Watch, thank you very much! Why? Because if we don’t, if it becomes okay to blatantly speak of obliterating another country, especially in this nuclear age, as if it were all a computer game to be won or lost by the best little twinkie in town, then we are dangerously close to crossing a line that we, as a human species, may not recover from – certainly not in this incarnation.

I am not naive. I realize that one country desiring to take over another is not new (it may not be good but it’s certainly not new). Nor is it new to have despots clamoring for power. Look around. We seem to be full of them these days. I get that in many ways this is but history repeating itself. But must we? Must we repeat this? Have we learned nothing from the suffering and devastation of the past, let alone what’s going on right now?  Have we learned nothing from Hiroshima? Do we honestly think that we could have a war (no matter the excuses we give for its rightness), obliterating a country (and its entire people by the way) full of nuclear energy, perhaps using nuclear weapons to do it, and not have it affect the rest of the world? Do we think we can get off scot-free from such actions? Clearly the Man in the Role of Leader of a Large Country thinks he can, if he’s thinking about it at all!

And that begs the question – does anyone, role of leader or no, have the right to make such choices – choices that could, probably would, intimately affect the rest of humanity and the planet? Clearly the Man in the Role of thinks he does. And that is a most worrisome thing.

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If we truly desire a world of harmony and love, then we must do everything we can to bring that into being, and from the looks of things, we must do it now.

Each in our own way, we can stand up and say, NO – Not in my World – Not on my Watch!  But what about the positive – the YES. What can we do there? As is often the case, it’s the small yet constant that makes a difference. Those little thoughts and actions that build like droplets in an ever-growing wave. You don’t think they’re going anywhere until suddenly you turn around and, poof, there’s your new life. In this case, a blossoming peaceful world.

So now would be a good time to envision it within your heart and mind – make it into a grand movie that you delight in watching again and again. Cultivate the still point within each and every day so that you bring as much peace to the equation as you can – remember, every moment of peace sends a ripple into the world and makes a difference. Water the garden of your life and world as if it were your child and you the parent nurturing it into wellness and exquisite being. Speak words that encourage love and compassion, to those you know and those you don’t know. Whatever you do in your day, do it with love. Smile often. Laugh much. Stand up and be counted. Write about it. Paint it. Share stories. Whatever is your talent for helping this world be better, use it. And as the old adage says, ‘treat people the way you would want to be treated’.

This is a world crying out for love.  Dare to love it back. Please.

And remember – deep within, YOU are the stuff of dreams. The love that passes all understanding. The divine flame that burns eternal and everlasting – YOU.

You are needed. We are all needed. And we are needed now.

NAMASTE, and thank you.

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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.

This is for you…

OH LOVERS OF CIRCLES AND SQUARES, of triangles and portals, and of all things deliciously sacred and geometrical …

There are EIGHT Templates from The Garden still available for sale and they are looking for their KEEPERS (aka their owners).

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Here’s the list:   AT HOME IN THE GARDEN       –   STRAIGHT TO THE HEART      –   THE DANCE     –   BALANCE     –   THE WATERS OF COMPASSION     –   SERENITY     –   THE GREENING     –   TOWARDS THE STARLIT GARDEN

If you want to peek at them, scroll down in the postings on this site. At some point, I’ve written something about the focus and shown ‘snippet’ images.

IF ON PONDERING – that’s as in looking at, touching into, letting your heart dance even momentarily with the resonance of one or any or even all – if on doing so your heart speaks, and in the speaking says – YES, YES, this one belongs to me!! – then grab that inner call, delight in its message, and take action.

Leave a message here with your details or send me an email at 22shangrila.com and we’ll go from there.

When each of these templates finds its home, then the circle is complete and the portal can truly resonating – so let’s do that – let’s complete the circle.Let’s help The Garden glow.

 

They are magical, they are powerful, they are portals within The Garden, and they are longing to be in their next ‘best’ spot. If that’s with you, don’t wait.

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Tomorrow is Sunday.

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If you are new to this call, do check out WILL YOU JOIN ME? You’ll find it in the Headings listed above. Have a read and if it speaks to your heart, do join us. Also, there are Share buttons. Please use them. The more love circulating our world right now the better.

This is an exquisite planet, full of immense beauty and wonder, and you, each and every one of you, are part of that majesty of being. No matter what happens (or doesn’t happen) in your life, don’t ever forget that. Let the light within you shine upon your life like never-ending starlight or a sun-kissed day, and let the love that hovers deep within your heart, divine and everlasting, be a gentle flowing river throughout everything you are and do. We will all be better for it.

Bless you!

 

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Remember

Love is the answer.

Always has been.        Always will be.

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.