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.
Thursday, October 26, 2017
stories
If you
don’t have stories to tell,
If you are empty
like a newborn –
you can be boring
in the eyes of the world –
the ego is afraid of emptiness-
the ego wants to fill
an empty space with things -
Ego cannot bear silence
and people cannot bear
your friendship.
You know what
dear companion?
It is better to be
On your own
than to be in a company
that is not real for you.
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