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, July 25, 2017
Allowing
Allowing what is,
whether is it grief
or joy or hurt ---
without expectation
of any sort,
without your
interpretation about it,
That is truly
unconditional
love bursting
inside your heart .
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