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.
Monday, February 27, 2017
advice from a friend
What can truly
help you grow is
not security,
it is not advice
from a friend.
it is not a life filled
with comfort.
it is not a fulcrum
to support your weight -
remember all
forms will dissolve
in the end –
directly experience
the formless within you –
touch the nameless,
that which has no shape
or color -
don’t worry to learn
how the world
begins and ends –
your true friend is the
world you’ve not
seen yet and
a melody you have
not heard yet -
focus on what
is being whispered
through your
compassionate heart –
let the aliveness
within burst
into your daily life
don’t be afraid
of being drunk with
the fire of innocence –
only this can
bring you home
to yourself.
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