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, April 18, 2017
direct language
this might
feel awkward and
may be no body has talked
to you like this before
in such direct language-
when you choose
to remain a little open
and receptive and fearless
just for one second,
God wants to make love
to you very passionately –
and when this happens,
which has already happened
to so many beings ,
your concerns and worries
and doubt will dissipate
like a cloud
and you become pregnant
with endless joy and grace –
like clusters of precious
stones, your whole body
starts pulsating with splendor
and your entire life
becomes a song of
great harmony.
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