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.
Tuesday, February 2, 2016
answers to all questions
I am not a very smart man and I don’t have answers to all questions but I know when I become Still and listen, when I love, When I really love, the soul of the universe surges through my entire being like a sweet waterfall.
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