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 21, 2014
utmost kindness
Look at how water flows – even when it moves over the most savage surface It does not struggle. It touches every fold of the ground with utmost kindness – stop struggling and flow - Love will find its
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