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.
Thursday, May 24, 2018
imagined individualism
By simply being
still for one moment,
all imagined individualism
and separation drops.
it means the mind has
been dropped.
at this time,
which is the birth of
timelessness, complete
healing begins within you
and without.
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