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.
Wednesday, July 5, 2017
doorway
Listen deeply
not to what I say
but to your own
inner-most whisper –
no packing your luggage
and no going anywhere –
for there is no difference
between you and the ocean,
there is no distinction between
you and the master,
no separation between you
and the sun and flowers
and the mountains –
and so no packing your luggage
and no going anywhere
for your own being
is the doorway into
timelessness.
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