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.
Thursday, December 29, 2016
the path to love
There is no
path to love.
why you keep
looking for it?
Even when you think
you’ve found it
it cannot take you
there because
It lacks freshness
and originality and
it cannot hold
your pure innocence,
the intensity of the fire
blazing inside
your chest.
move in the jungle
of not knowing
and you will
eventually
realize
that the
willingness
to love itself
is the path.
The courage
to fall into
your own
heart
is a divine
path.
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