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, May 7, 2016
you are peace
f you’ve an intimate
conversation with yourself,
you will realize that everyone and everything,
the trees and all the leaves on the trees,
the mountains and even tiny rocks in the abandoned
streets, the sun and the rainbows
and the winds and galaxies --- everyone and everything ---
sincerely reminding you to drop anything that prevents you from
being awake and fully present, to be still and know
that you are peace.
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