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, September 23, 2017
break open
Hard times
that seem at
first to break you
into pieces
don’t actually break you.
They only help
you break open
like flower that
is starving for
sunlight and
its own
fragrance
and once you're
broken open, you will see
that all your challenges,
all the trials that move
through you are not
really stronger than
who you are -
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