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.
Tuesday, November 1, 2016
It is not a mistake
It is not a mistake
to forget who you are –
there is no one to judge
or blame here –
you’ done your best
to be good.
maybe you’ve been raised by
someone
Who forgot who they are –
Remember when you were
a child –
remember that aliveness,
that wildness, that freshness,
that innocence shining
from your eyes -
that fire burning
in your heart –
I assure you
none of these are lost
nor destroyed.
they are only hidden and
may be covered by stories.
It is never late to wake up
to your true nature and
see your infinite vastness,
your limitless possibilities.
so that you too can wholeheartedly
participate in the planetary
awakening process.
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