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.
Saturday, April 8, 2017
the voice of fear
When
you listen to
the voice of fear,
It will make you
hold onto what
you already know.
It will say to you
“don’t go beyond that line.
It can be dangerous….”
allow yourself to
get lost in the
strangest land.
dip yourself
into the honey
of the unheard
and stay there
and say nothing.
That is how you
can rediscover
yourself anew and
any kind of container
you can imagine,
cannot contain
your perfume.
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