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, May 23, 2017
expectation
expectation
is hindrance
to happiness.
If you cannot drop it
completely from
your everyday life,
at least minimize it –
birds sing not because
they expect a grammy award -
they sing because that
is what they enjoy with
all of their heart.
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