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, April 11, 2014
The garden of eden
You are being asked to choose – Choose oneness with the universe – Forgive . that is a deep cleansing from past pain. Instead of looking away Look inside. The garden of eden Is not in the Middle East. It is deep in your breast.
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