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, July 11, 2014
in all directions
Fear Has a limited vision- It selects what it wants to see – Let innocence come alive and consume you all over – The ground will lift you up So that the eyes in your heart can See in all directions-
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