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.
Tuesday, December 3, 2019
root of your emotions
Do not force yourself to be happy. Nature does not force anything; be a friend with whatever knocks on your door, whether it is grief or joy. That is wisdom. The wise ones do not chase anything or run away from anything. If you follow the very root of your emotions, they may take you to the deepest forest of your being, to the heart-center of your essence where everything circles.
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