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, December 19, 2016
honoring yourself
Loving
and honoring
yourself begins when
when see yourself
as an infinite
ground of sanity,
a field of
endless intelligence -
not as a person
burdened with
continuous needs
and demands.
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