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.
Wednesday, September 12, 2012
an enlightened chef
The food cooked by an enlightened chef does not require so much work. They are simply tasty. While she -he was chopping the onions and cutting the cabbages, she-he was smiling profusely and pouring so much love.
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