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.
Saturday, April 27, 2013
There is nothing you cannot do
The world keeps pointing To your limitations only and says You cannot do this… You cannot do that… Don’t l believe, my friend. And don’t listen. From the field of forgiveness, from the place of union, There is nothing you cannot do.
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