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, February 1, 2018
pour yourself
The world needs
tenderness –
it needs
your love more than
ever before –
Be present –
if you notice fear
inside you,
bring awareness
to it –
bring laughter
to it.
it cannot survive
your beauty -
pour yourself
into everything
you do.
It does not matter
If it is small or
big –
everything
can be
whole again.
everything can
start singing
again.
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