reflecting this afternoon...

... on the nature of longing...

the sufi master and poet ibrahim hafiz wrote:

we are like lutes once held by god
being away from his warm body
fully explains this constant yearning

as an artist, i experience this longing as a call to communion with the muse-energy that flows through all things... vivifying the human experience and becoming manifest as creative expressions...

... this longing is a sacrament.

resources for the journey

absence and longing, the next issue of parabola
poet-seers, hafiz
poetry chaikhana
hermann hesse, narcissus and goldmund
hermann hesse, pictor’s metamorphosis and other fantasies
hermann hesse, rosshalde

... and remembering tea ...

irish breakfast, from trader joe’s (brewing as i write...)

love and best wishes,
jeanne