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I am sharing my enjoyment this morning of two more perspectives  on God, boats and laughter written in the poetry of Hafiz.

“Two Giant Fat People
By Hafiz

God and I have become like two giant fat people living in a tiny boat;

we keep bumping into each other and

l
a
u
g
h
i
n
g
.”

 

“Barely One You Wish To Harm
by Hafiz

There are only so many people you can carry in your small boat before their weight sinks you.

A hundred you can carry whom you love. But barely one you wish to harm.”

 

Poetry from:  A Year With Hafiz Daily Contemplations by Daniel Ladinsky

Photography by Rebecca Emmons Lambert

 

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Christine and Stuart

I have lost too many good friends over this past year in a very sudden, unexpected way. I grieve each of them. This  is a repeat of the words of honor I had nearly a year ago for my friend, companion writer and photographer, Christine Whitelaw. We had each dreamed and opened to the possibility of my visiting her in Australia one day. Instead, I have had to make do with walks on the beach with her through her pristine photography.

I love you Christine and I hold your husband Stuart and your sons in my heart as the anniversary of your “old life left behind and your new life begun” wherever you are.

The Subject Tonight Is Love
August 1, 2014 by napkinwriter

Photography by Christine Whitelaw (c)

I was introduced to the poems of Hafiz by my writing companion/mentor/friend, Janet Conner in Writing Down your Soul, in her books and e courses and her on-fire essence of purpose and intention in your personal life. http://www.janetconner.com
Christine, too, quoted Hafiz on occasion and the poem she selected below gives us a glimpse of her acceptance of the “impermanence of the body”.
She posted these words on March 20, 2014 by dadirri7 — Christine completed her travels of this mysterious existence quite abruptly on July 2, 2014.
She wrote:
“More on life and death from Hafiz: do you like the idea of being simply “a midair flight of golden wine”?
Deepening the Wonder by Hafiz

Death is a favor to us,
But our scales have lost their balance.
The impermanence of the body
Should give us great clarity,
Deepening the wonder in our senses and eyes
Of this mysterious existence we share
And are surely just traveling through.
If I were in the Tavern tonight,
Hafiz would call for drinks
And as the Master poured, I would be reminded
That all I know of life and myself is that
We are just a midair flight of golden wine
Between His Pitcher and His Cup.
If I were in the Tavern tonight,
I would buy freely for everyone in this world
Because our marriage with the Cruel Beauty
Of time and space cannot endure very long.
Death is a favor to us,
But our minds have lost their balance.
The miraculous existence and impermanence of Form
Always makes the illuminated ones
Laugh and Sing.
(from The Subject Tonight Is Love, poems of Hafiz by Daniel Ladinsky)
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My last words on Napkinwriter from Christine were posted on June 28, 2014, five days before she passed in response to my post on our 3 day family vacation on Mackinac Island in early June.
http://www.napkinwriter.wordpress.com/
Just for the Family Record, June 28, 2014 archives
dadirri7
“what a fabulous holiday Sue, I loved the butterfly house, and the pic of you three in rain gear … truly such fun and love to remember!”

Christine's LotusPhotography by Christine Whitelaw

Christine and I entered into our friendship through words…blogging…..and our hearts met across time and space, she in Australia, I in Michigan.
Through the permanence of words, we now transcend the impermanence of the body.
I remember the fun and love of our friendship.

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Kathleen - in charge of Jesus Christ Superstar

Looking through the poetry of Hafiz today, I found the name of a great play. BEHOLD YOUR SELF!

As I read the lines of the poems, photograph images I had taken popped up in every line.  I have combined Hafiz’ poetry with my photography for this blog.

BEHOLD YOUR SELF
by Hafiz

“Hints of your beauty the mountains have.

Swiss Alps  church

The enchanting complexions of the coral reefs are pale

coral main 3

to a golden candle in our heart.

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What moves in any ocean moves through us.

Waves crashing

A thousand kinds of music play every hour that you orchestrate.

Kathleen - in charge of Jesus Christ Superstar

Let the next ticket you buy help seat you in front of….your soul.

RAKU - Peace Lady Raku by Sue

Photography credits:  Susan Heffron Hajec, Music director in blue lights; Alps mountains,  burning candle, peace lady mask sculpture created by Susan.

Internet stock,  Coral reef.

Christine Whitelaw, dadirridreaming7, (c)  ocean waves crashing off Australian coast.

 

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QUIET - Rebecca Emmons Lambert

 

I am sharing my enjoyment this morning of two more perspectives  on God, boats and laughter written in the poetry of Hafiz.

“Two Giant Fat People
By Hafiz

God and I have become like two giant fat people living in a tiny boat;

we keep bumping into each other and

l
a
u
g
h
i
n
g
.”

 

“Barely One You Wish To Harm
by Hafiz

There are only so many people you can carry in your your small boat before their weight sinks you.

A hundred you can carry whom you love. But barely one you wish to harm.”

 

Poetry from:  A Year With Hafiz Daily Contemplations by Daniel Ladinsky

Photography by Rebecca Emmons Lambert

 

 

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Love a Laugh

In honor of laughing, I share Snoopy and Hafiz with you today.

 

Hafiz

 

Jealous Hearing Someone Laugh
by Hafiz

“Have you ever felt jealous hearing someone laugh? And then began to think to yourself,

‘Why am I so caught in the world’s snare? Why don’t I know right now the freedom in other voices when their spirit like an arrow takes flight above the hour’s concern?’

But the heart’s laughter is never there to taunt another, especially if the other is feeling low.

Real laughter is a waving, a beckoning, a message, a calling to all that says,

‘Over here, come over here for a minute…where things look so different, and you can have more fun!’ “

 

Source:  A Year with Hafiz Daily Contemplations  by Daniel Ladinsky

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I have not been writing every morning or evening in my Soul Writing Journal and I do miss the special time of aloneness and quiet and Presence I am aware of when I do take the time to do it. Last night, my journal was open to two empty pages. I lit my candle, took my seat and answered the invitation to communicate.

(right side of the page, my turn to write)
Saturday, Nov. 26, 2011 

Dear God, Whole & Holy One

I will not write in this special place for much longer but I will continue to write in my Soul Pages in the new home you have brought to us. I am feeling a feeling within me of wanting to drag my feet on the ending of this year. A fear, maybe, that things will change in the new year and I won’t feel so connected to you and real about your Presence. I have made myself READY. I Am Ready. I have listened to you and prepared myself to have your Love and Goodness overflow into Tom’s and my life. To demonstrate the Principle of Love behind money, as I have studied. To flourish in good health and take loving care of myself and Tom and to go into the world with the service of your healing and Love in Reiki. I will love 2012 as I do this.

(Left side of Page — my turn to listen and write what I hear.)  

Dear Sue,

Be still and know that I Am God. You have been faithful. I Am always here in the quiet. You are living now in the questions –  that is what you are uncomfortable with. But you are much more comfortable with your Spirit than you ever have been. You are aware it requires courage and honesty and you are gaining in both. You are opening yourself to the Spirit world, particularly help from the Spirit world and communication with ancestors — you are only beginning. I will show the way — show you how it works.

You think you love your new home and you do. But what you really love and are pausing to soak it up each time you are there is the Love I have already placed there. That is Me. That is where your house came from and where you will dwell. Remember the Word: “I will dwell in the house of the Lord all my days.” Dwell in Me.

Words pre-printed on this page: From Hafiz, mystic poet: ”

All your pain, worry, sorrow
Will someday apologize and confess
They were a great lie.”

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