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, February 22, 2017
a dangerous practice
because
love is a dangerous
practice, the whole
world is afraid of it.
it is a taboo
to talk about
love at their conferences
and meetings and work places - -
love has a capacity to destruct
humans from their inner conflicts,
their worries and their endless hunger for war.
Most of all, the recognition of love
can reveal to them their own
shocking elegance from which
they've been running
forever.
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