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, May 16, 2017
fierce clarity
Being kind
to yourself
begins when,
instead of living
blindly, you start
seeing with fierce
clarity ---
instead of following
the mob, you look inside
and follow the hints
sent to you from your
inner-most guidance.
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