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, July 8, 2017
all worrying
Something seems staggering
and overwhelmingly immense to us only
as long as we are resisting it,
It feels like it is tearing us apart
and crushing us and mixing
us with the ground -
but once it is fully accepted and
noticed for what it is,
it becomes our intimate friend and
you will eventually realize
that all worrying
and all fear is unnecessary
wastage of energy.
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