There was a time in this world when there was a great deal more space between people. That is, there was a considerable margin of freedom that surrounded most people of the earth. If we chose poorly, we had a little margin of error to work with to rectify the situation. If we were born to fortune, we could live isolated and undeterred by inequality. Insulated. If we were born to scarcity, we might well have had some time to navigate our lives or our children's lives nearer to a kind of prosperity - at least here in the States. That space has been filled with all kinds of energy both manufactured and natural and this shift is now coupled with the human population of the earth expanding to over eight billion people. This once common space has become crowded and desperate.
There is eight thousand tons of debris orbiting the earth's atmosphere. This news doesn't
get much press but that is how dire this environmental situation really is. It could well replicate the clutter in our spiritual fields, as well. The bi-products of our choices are crowding us both environmentally, emotionally and spiritually. We may want to consider paying closer attention to where we step and how we consume and how we react in this smaller space. We have been participating in creating a life of consequence that has become immediate. The days of lingering over a problem or a joy in one's life are rare. Newer and more expedient methods of action are required of us all in these modern times.
Hafiz speaks in this poem about how we are all bound to each other and how we must not let go. To do so is to pitch us all into danger. We like to think of ourselves as independent beings and beholding to no one but it is truly a folly to think this. We are all dependent upon each other to understand and do the correct things in living our lives because we are all drawing sustenance from this planet. Every. One. Of. Us. They say there is no Planet B and it is true. There is no Plan B, either when it comes to how we are relating to each other. We need to stay aware of the danger of stopping caring, temper our opinions and agree to learn to live sustainably together or perish. That grotty pan handler? That fat cat at Mar-a-Lago? Posturing and cultivating a cynical narrative to decorate our judgements is a luxury that we can't afford. There is no longer space for that.
Thank you for listening.
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Music: This song by these two: Angelique Kidjo and Sting, is saying "...Mother Nature has a way of warning us..." They are singing about our need to stay united in our desire to honor our planet. We must listen.
...Aminssiamin nin va mian lébé nin hihé a min
Aminssiamin ké lé ayin gban ya djia edo la noussi lo
Each one of us each one of us
We need each other
We need each other
We need each other now
Each one of us each one of us
We need each other...
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 theses poems, HERE.
The Gift: Poems by Hafiz and translated by Daniel Ladinsky can be purchased here.