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.
Monday, January 19, 2015
success story
Any success story you tell yourself and others or a reputation you gain through competition or fear can only bring you more fear and deep sense of insecurity because its very foundation is built with the bricks of the ego.
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