I'm back and feeling the wind in my heart.

It has been a while!  I feel a fresh wind of in-spiration blowing through my heart.  
​I'll be posting more frequently as things get stirred up.  

Today I am living with this Hafiz poem:

TO BUILD A SWING
You carry 
 All the ingredients 
 To turn your life into a nightmare--
 Don’t mix them!

You have all the genius 
 To build a swing in your backyard 
 For God.
That sounds 
 Like a hell of a lot more fun. 

 Let’s start laughing, drawing blueprints, 
 Gathering our talented friends.
I will help you 
 With my divine lyre and drum.

Hafiz 
 Will sing a thousand words 
 You can take into your hands, 
 Like golden saws, 
 Silver hammers, Polished teakwood, 
 Strong silk rope.

You carry all the ingredients 
 To turn your existence into joy,
​Mix them, mix 
 Them!

Hafiz. The Gift: Poems by Hafiz, the Great Sufi Master