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.
Saturday, April 27, 2013
vibrate
Vibrate. Sing or whistle. Bring your innocence Into what you want accomplish today. Don’t anticipate an outcome. Don’t seek approval. The inner teacher is not judgmental. She-he is listening wholeheartedly to direct you.
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