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, November 7, 2015
wholeness of your being
watch if there is something in you that takes sides and judges others - that is not the language we are here to speak- it shows there is a part of you that is not yet integrated with the wholeness of your very being.
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