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.
Wednesday, October 26, 2016
whatever shows up
we’ve the capacity to
work with whatever shows up.
Don’t judge yourself
nor be ashamed for being
Jealous or angry –
don’t feel guilty for being
panic stricken –
It is still alright to be swamped
by grief or even depression –
these are the part of you
starving to be hugged
and embraced. They are
not evil. They are your visitors
and if you show then love
and compassion, they will not
come time and again to
bother you.
Remember that you are
the vast and shoreless sea
and they are ripples
on your face.
they are tides in
your infinite and
embracing eyes.
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