Sitting still and allowing love

Today I want to share two poems that continue to touch me deeply. Perhaps you can allow yourself to simply rest in the tenderness and freedom they offer?

The first poem, by 14th century Persian poet Hafiz, speaks to our oh-so-American tendency to feel we always have to be doing something. To prove...what? To obtain...what? It is also about a most--perhaps the most--basic human need.

Just sit there right now.

Don’t do a thing.

Just rest.

For your separation from God,

from Love,

is the hardest work

in this world.

Let me bring you trays of food

and something

that you like to drink.

You can use my soft words

as a cushion

for your head.

The other is by 21st century author and psychologist John Welwood.

Forget About Enlightenment

Sit down wherever you are and listen to the wind singing in your veins.

Feel the love, the longing, the fear in your bones. Open your heart to who you are, right now, not who you would like to be, not the saint you are striving to become, but the being right here before you, inside you,

around you. All of you is holy. You are already more and less than whatever you can know. Breathe out, touch in, let go.

May you know the blessings of being still and the grace and freedom of true love.

Until next time,

Dawn

Photo credits:

Elephants, unknown

Silhouette, Noah Silliman, unSplash

Flower, Lawrence Walkin