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.
Wednesday, June 12, 2013
the most courageous act
Listening is the most courageous act of kindness we can give the world and ourselves. Inside every single form, there is a voice that continues to say – Love me my friend. Love me - love me as yourself.
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