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.
Sunday, December 14, 2014
intimate conversation
Putting out a fire can be a form of courage if you are a fire-fighter - Letting the fire intensify and burn what you don't really need is the beginning of the most intimate conversation with your heart.
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