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.
Monday, January 19, 2015
authenticity
The fragrance of authenticity erupts inside you like orchard in the spring, when you find the courage to live your life the way you want not the life your parents or the world around you expects you to live.
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