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.
Thursday, April 28, 2016
God laughing
why do you think too much,
my friend?
Why try to remember too much?
Let the mind be on its own
and practice stillness.
if you do that more often,
you will hear God
laughing from inside
your chest.
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