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, February 18, 2015
more frustration
when someone becomes frustrated with you at work, in the traffic jam or anywhere, don't contribute more frustration. It is not because you've done something wrong it is simply that person is struggling with his life situation at that moment.
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