What we imagine and what we expect design our reality. Our fears and phantasms fix our world in its place. Should we decide to release these things within us, we would then have to fill the void it left behind with new choices.
...Close your eyes for a moment And maybe all your fears and fantasies
Will end...
In doing that, we might have to participate in feeding the world, says Hafiz. This is probably why feeding our current fears feels safer than the bigger bet, even though a life valuing benevolence would bring peace and a deep sense of purpose and satisfaction in nurturing a world of abundance.
We are afraid to emulate a compassionate god even though there is a deep seated need to be kind wired into all humans. Peace resides just beyond our fear and is there for the asking.
Thank you for listening.
Music: Here, Temple of the Dog (which looks in this video now like Temple of the Puppies 30 years down the line) are lamenting the injustice of hunger and how food may fill the stomach but without integrity and decency, the soul starves.
The original post in this series of poems by Hafiz can be found here.
The Gift: Poems by Hafiz and translated by Daniel Ladinsky can be purchased here.