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.
Thursday, April 13, 2017
ECHO OF THE PASSING LAUGHTER
you are not
the echo of
a passing laughter-
you’re the
expanded dance
of the immediate NOW -
the authentic way
of measuring your day
is not by how much money
you make -
It is rather by how deeply
you are present with
what you do
and how much
you are willing
to flow with
the fluidity of life.
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