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 the depth of everyone
there is an angle– That is the first expression of love – when this pure presence comes alive and touches itself, it touches all things and your own beauty takes you by great surprise.
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