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, October 23, 2016
one more thing to throw away
awakening is
not the end of spiritual
practice –
not at all.
you look inside each day and
there is one more
thing to throw away -
each day
we hear a song
we’ve never
heard of before –
each day we move
a little deeper where
the waters are more
clear,
where the music
is more authentic
and effortless -
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