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.
Sunday, February 14, 2016
the only approval
if you want to be an
infinite illumination of life,
an ever glowing candle of
existence,
the only approval you need
is from your own heart and
if you get the chance to mention
your intention to the sun, she would smile
with her sweet eyes and say,
What a courage!
I do this all the time.
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