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
to be kind
what does it
mean to be kind
to yourself?
it is to see yourself not as someone
who has to meet the expectation
and criteria of the world
but to feel a continuous glow of a holy fire
bursting inside your heart.
to see yourself as the very fabric
of life, the heart of existence,
the fullness and wholeness
of total joy.
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