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, May 27, 2016
light in your heart
You can be skeptic about almost
everything in the world.
You can doubt the existence
of whatever rises and falls –
you can doubt your own perception
about things around you –
you can question everything
you've learned.
but how can you doubt
who you really are?
how can you doubt
the light in your heart?
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