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.
Friday, August 23, 2019
stop trying
stop trying. I mean all kinds of trying. Stop trying to love someone or yourself. Stop trying to a be good person. Stop trying to make someone happy. Know who you are, not intellectually but with all of your being. Then all kinds of trying with fall away and life will guide you where you need to be. When I say know who you are, don't tell me, you will try. Stop trying dear one. Every body is busy trying to do something, Just be. Have you ever seen a bird trying to sing? Singing happens naturally.
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