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, November 28, 2016
Stop pretending
Stop
pretending
that everything
is going well.
Admit that
from deep inside
there is something
you are struggling with.
Allow the divine
to intervene.
let the inner
intelligence guide
your way.
No comments:
Post a Comment