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
TOO SMALL
once you show
willingness to live deeply,
in all possible ways -
not sideways but directly.
you experience wholeness itself
as your authentic essence.
then the events around you
don't concern you -
your loss and gain become
too small.
your victories become
too small.
whatever you see
with your eyes,
whatever you hear with
your ears, whatever you
hold inside your body -
you can easily let go.
you can stand by the
tower of eternity and bow
to everything that passes
before you.
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