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Sometimes, when I’m stuck in a never ending line of traffic.
When even though I’m pointed in the right direction, nothing seems to be moving,
– or at least not fast enough.
When the heat gets turned up just a little too high.
When it seems like I’m never going to get where I’m going.
When I start thinking about [...]
I hear dead people. I heard them call my name when no one was there. Then I stopped drinking. The dead don’t talk so much these days. Score one for auditory alcoholic hallucinations.
But I can look in a baby’s eyes and know if this is his/her first time around or s/he’s been here before. Score [...]
There’s a Sufi poet, Hafiz (the best translations are the ones by Daniel Ladinsky). Hafiz writes love poems to God. This is one of my favorites.
Every child has known God
Every child has known God,
Not the God of names,
Not the God of don’ts,
Not the God who ever does Anything weird,
But the God who knows only [...]
