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.
Wednesday, February 18, 2015
sun particles
any form of competition or comparison or jealousy or even a desire to cause injury --- comes from a place that does not know we are light waves and moon dusts and sun particles swimming inside each other -
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