Wisdom of Hafiz and in glass

I am thinking about how art emerges while I am on retreats, as I work on a piece designed at the Jesuit Center months ago. This past weekend I entered silence and left with five designs for commissions. While there I read some poems by Hafiz over and over. This one spoke to me as I tried to be still ~

Just

sit there right now.

Don't do a thing. Just rest.

For your

separation from God

is the hardest work in this world.

Let me bring you trays of food and something

that you like to

drink.

You can use my soft words

as a cushion

for your

head.

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Revisiting The Mystics

Irises in my yard delight my eye.

For most of 2012 I was celebrating mystics on Mondays. Inspired by a gift from a friend, Mosaic Woman and I were reading a "Love Poem From God" every night. It faded and we never got to the last three mystics.

The new rector at my church, asked me if I would return to my old habit of leading classes for adults, so on Tuesday nights I have been reading some of my favorite love poems from God. I chose seven of the nine mystics which will takes us through the month of May. A different mystic each Tuesday.

Now I spend a few moments as I greet each day. I just got home from a night filled with the wisdom of Saint Thomas Aquinas. Here is a love poem from God from this mystic ~

When you recognize her beauty,

the eye applauds, the heart stands in ovation,

and the tongue when she is near

is on its best behavior,

it speaks more like light.

What does light talk about?

I asked a plant that once.

It said, "I am not sure,

but it makes me

grow."

Maybe it is time to visit the three that were neglected.