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, September 18, 2014
healing herb
be
a healing
herb for your
brother’s pain.
Remember that
what you are is larger than what makes you contract with fear - You are where you come from in the freshness of the morning and where you return in the evening.
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