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.
Tuesday, February 7, 2017
immortal
You are immortal
as long as you don’t
identify with the world –
as long you are
not lost in
your body -
so there is no fear
of dying or being
born –
in you there is
field that
does not know
birth or death –
It is not enough
to say, “I am not
my body” or “ I am
not my mind’s activities “
It is very necessary
to realize it.
It is necessary
to know yourself
as pure illumination.
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