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, March 21, 2017
Clarity
Clarity
does not come
from learning
so much.
It comes from
going beyond
the limitation
of mind and body.
It comes from
emptying yourself
from what you’ve
already known.
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