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, May 6, 2017
heavenly
One of the
Most rarest gifts
we’re given is the body.
It is a sacred logo
by which we’re locally known
to those around us –
the same way a cup holds
a holy wine, the body
holds the perfume of God –
when we don’t identify with it,
when we honor and love it,
it can be a great companion,
a fragrant orchard
pulsating with mystery,
an entry gate into what
is heavenly and timeless.
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