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.
Friday, February 19, 2016
incorruptibly stable
it is only
until you open
your heart to the
honey flavored rain of love,
to everyday gratitude
that you feel wobbly
and shaky and wiggly -
it is possible you can even feel
limited, helpless and separated outwardly.
Once you discover the region
in you that is timeless and
incorruptibly stable and serene.
you will find the courage to drop
any illusion you are holding onto and
your entire being begins to radiate
like summer sky.
the energy that pulls you
down like gravity (the ego) melts or
becomes transformed into
a rosebush and it
does not need babysitting
anymore.
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