There is nothing easy about being a human being when it comes to relationships. So much can depend upon the weather one brings to it. We go into all endeavors in our life with a certain amount of expectation of comfort and trusting promises without considering what the relationship asks of us.
We have relationships with everything...land, money, our breakfast...yet it is our relationships with other people that ignites the most feral and primitive fires within us. Our expectations slam headlong into the nature of the encounter and whatever lesson it holds for us. If its inception wasn't tumultuous and surprising, it may not capture our attention and introduce us to what we really came for. Few choose disruption yet without it there is no growth; no movement. One will always find sympathetic company in the aftermath of these kinds of encounters as few are unfamiliar with this difficulty. There is no relief in blame, counsels Hafiz. The medicine is in the recognizing who we are reflecting and how we are embodying the experience.
Thank you for listening.
Music: There are more than a few storm songs but I settled on this one because it illustrates this relationship expectation, confusion and abandonment quite well. Also, it is Bob Dylan in the throes of his most virile and creative young period. Here he is an elegant, damaged cypress.
"...In a little hilltop village, they gambled for my clothes
I bargained for salvation and she gave me a lethal dose
I offered up my innocence
I got repaid with scorn
Come in, she said I'll give ya shelter from the storm..."
Shelter From the Storm - Bob Dylan
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.