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, November 14, 2017
Your dissatisfaction
Your dissatisfaction with the intellect
is the beginning of your awakening -
something inside is inviting
you to move deeper
and discover there is
something more
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