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.
Tuesday, November 10, 2015
who desires nothing
I have been on a long trip for a while now and arrived at a place where i desire nothing other than what I'm already given - I've dissolved into the one inside of me who desires Nothing.
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