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, September 12, 2014
What sincerely matters
What sincerely matters at the end of the day is not what you’ve done to be remembered or what you’ve acquired or accumulated --- it is how you have been true to yourself, how you’ve loved.
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