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
searching for love
This whole thing is ridiculous -
spending an enormous amount
of energy searching for love -
Isn’t every single fiber
in your being spun from
the energy of love?
Don’t you hear
the music of love flowing
inside your whole
body like the Nile?
The good news is that
you are always forgiven
for looking for what
has never been missing and
for forgetting that
life itself is an endless
love-song and discoveries -
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