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.
For your separation from God,
is the hardest work
in this world.
Let me bring you trays of food
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.
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,
Silhouette, Noah Silliman, unSplash
Flower, Lawrence Walkin