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, January 24, 2014
Each breathing in
Each breathing in and breathing out is a rainbow pouring across the sky and carrying timeless music beyond the horizons – It is a sacred gift we are given so that with each breath, we can deepen our root into the orbit of the universe.
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