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, August 11, 2011
moment of Intense awakening.
Life is a master designer.
When she takes something away from you
This taking away is the moment of
Intense awakening.
Don't ever moan.
Pick up a pen and write poems of ecstasy.
or kick off your shoes
and dance the dance of light.
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