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, July 18, 2017
to be alive
When you look at nature
be it a tree, a mountain
or the sky or birds,
they are constantly
encouraging you not
to think too much,
they're reminding you
to be alive,
to be fiercely yourself
and to wake up to your
true essence.
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