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 13, 2021
those who love you
At any given moment
someone can judge you –
they can misunderstand you –
they can accuse you –
They can blame you –
Do any of these matter?
Not at all –
Don’t hold onto any of
their energy -
Don’t try to explain yourself.
Those who love you
do not need your explanations.
They will love you with all
of your imperfections
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