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, November 23, 2016
a regular whiner
are you a regular
whiner?
watch if the whining in you has
become a pattern
and happens more
often.
it takes a lot
of energy the same
way fire needs wood
to burn.
but when you are
grateful for whatever
happens, it restores
energy and aliveness.
it becomes natural
and effortless
because you merge
with the source of life,
the eternity.
you are fully connected to the
inner abundance and
nourishment.
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