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
to make someone happy,
By trying hard
to make someone happy,
you hurt yourself –
you cannot even make
yourself happy because
happiness happens on
its own when you
get out of the way -
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