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, April 12, 2012
Trying hard
If you are trying hard to quit addiction of any sort, don’t try it any more. Trying only makes it stay around longer. Just take some deep knowing breathes. Be fully aware that it is there. A burglar breaks into your house because he knows that you are away from home or you’re deep asleep.
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