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 4, 2017
living and surviving
What is the difference between
living and surviving?
that is a question someone
asked me today –
there is a big difference.
to survive you only need
your five senses –
that’s all you need.
the intellect.
to live, you need
to participate
with all of yourself
in the dance of existence.
the part of you that
doubts and worries
and judges and fears
must fade away like a false
tattoo so that your true essence
bursts from within and
shines through.
your whole being
catches fire
and every atom
in your body begins
to shiver with
infinite gratitude
and compassion.
at this point you
don't struggle any
more because life
is not work at all.
life is a play.
life is poetry.
It is dance and
you are a dancer.
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