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, January 25, 2017
in the beehive of of your being
When you look
for something compulsively,
as if your whole
existence depends on it,
as if it is the column
that supports the
roof of your life ---
as if you cannot
breath without it,
whatever it is that
you are seeking,
be it material success or
relationship or
spiritual attainment ---
it can prevent you
from vibrating with
your highest potential.
It can be the way
of who you really are.
If you truly and
honestly gaze inside
whatever it is that
you are searching for
is already given to you
in a very subtle way
and your job is
to move deeper
and deeper each
day until you
touch the nectar
in the beehive of
of your being.
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