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, January 19, 2017
a trial
When a trial
comes your way,
the question you
need to ask is not
how it knew
your address or
why it chose you
among 7 billion
humans beings or
who is to blame–
The question you
need to ask yourself
is how are
you going to
respond to it.
are you going
to respond to
it from a place
of kindness
or from a place
of victimhood?
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