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Episode One Hundred Ninety Eight, You Were Brave in That Holy War


Sometimes we are ill advised in love. Depending on how we define love, we may walk a path that we have inherited or a way that has been expected of us only to find we do not fit in any way of loving that is within our reach. We may keep returning to some types of relationships with love because of stubbornness or a willfulness or a simple lack of imagination in considering an alternative way of living in love that is trying to impress us.


The world cultures are changing in intense ways at this time. A liberating motto of love is love has been ignited in the hearts and minds of humanity. The revelation of being able to live and love as one desires is taking its first tentative steps out of a suppressed and forbidden dark realm into consciousness as accepted, honorable connections. All of this is not without a fight both collectively and personally as we try and grasp what is true and correct. Often true and correct do not line up well and create conflict; there is wounding and healing and despair and revelation. Our hearts move faster than our feet; our ideas, faster than protocol. The full gamut of experiences and feelings are presented to us when new ideas and concepts arrive to be established.


Hafiz talks here about our skirmishes with love and how it can lead to wounding and a kind of hardheartedness. The succor of tenderness becomes lost in the battles that we endure and we need to reconnect to our original intentions to find strength. We want to be loved and nurtured; we want to be corrected and encouraged as survivors of these holy wars that we have been conscripted to.


Thank you for listening.



Music: Just whistle. And that is about all it takes to be derailed in an attraction. Falling into romantic love is the easiest thing in the world. The landing can be traumatizing for some when it doesn't go as expected. I often think of this song by LP Lost On You when I think of the hurt of disillusionment. There is a point, deep within a romantic wound where there is nothing but war, anger and disappointment with every cringe worthy memory. We are brave to even try to understand who we are in these relationships and fortunate to come through stronger and more loving for the healing when they get real. Perhaps how we pull ourselves through is the point.



The original post in this series of poems by Hafiz (including an addendum regarding the authenticity of these poems) can be found here. Also, my thoughts on this series a year into these poems, HERE.


The Gift: Poems by Hafiz and translated by Daniel Ladinsky can be purchased here.


My book can be purchased HERE. E-book HERE. The Season Two blogcasts with audio excerpts from my book begin HERE: in Behind The Lines. This reading of the book excerpts in a mixed media format is Season Two of this blog. These recorded excerpts are outside the chronological order in which the book was written. Podcasts with audio only beginning with episode 22 can be found HERE.

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