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, March 26, 2016
go inside of you
you might have spent
a lot of money to attend
a satsang or a spiritual
gathering expecting to
be enlightened.
a good teacher however
does not give a new
information on how to
survive very well.
Actually there is no-thing
she-he can give you.
she-he looks at you
and smiles and says,
dear one, you see,
you are already what
you are searching for.
what i say may not
satisfy you.
go inside of you and
find it yourself.
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