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, May 5, 2020
Your original nature
Your original nature is infinite and faultless. You caused your own limitation. You caused your misery and your mess. Don’t blame anyone. Instead look inside, deep inside. There is still a place inside you where there is order and sweet music and harmony. Don’t only listen to the music. See the ground on which the music is written.
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