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.
Saturday, October 4, 2014
the ability to transmit joy
It is a liberating
to know that the innate
capacity to laugh and to sing
and to swim in the exquisite sea
of bliss, the ability to transmit joy and ecstasy and pure delight is our true state.
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