Dear friend:-
You're here finally and I bow to the one that brought you here. You're here because you chose to be here at this time. You're here to celebrate beauty through words we speak, through deep silence. We might call them poetry or songs or chants. It does not matter what we call them. What matters most is you're here. These words come through us like flowers come through plants, like the rains pour from the sky. May we all become the light we spread, the beauty we speak. Blessings.
Friday, November 30, 2012
boundaries crash
when you sit with yourself, without any demands, Just sitting and listening to your heart's music, the boundaries around you crash tumbling down because the mind pattern that has fabricated those boundaries loses control and melts away
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