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.
Monday, August 12, 2019
all divisions
In the end
you will come
to a place
where all
divisions and
distinctions
fall away –
where the
urge to
react or
defend your
position,
the need to
be right cannot
survive
the radiance
of your being –
where everything
false disappears,
the madness in your
mind evaporates
but only the
one that shines
inside all hearts
remains.
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