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.
Sunday, March 3, 2013
treasure hidden within treasure
when you stop creating time, the universe comes alive roaring within you and you are no longer a beggar sitting on a sack of gold and starving. you are , light pouring into light.
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