Oh my love! There’s so much juicy material to work with. I don’t even know where to begin.

How about this poem by Hafiz…

Your Mother and My Mother

Fear is the cheapest room in the house.

I would like to see you living.

In better conditions.

For your mother and my mother

Were friends.

I know the Innkeeper

In this part of the universe.

Get some rest tonight,

Come to my verse again tomorrow.

We’ll go speak to the friend together.

I should not make any promises right now,

But I know if you

Pray

(whatever prayer looks like for you)

Somewhere in this world—

Something good will happen.

God wants to see

(Whomever God is for you)

More love and playfulness in your eyes

For that is your greatest witness to Him, Her, They

Your soul and my soul

Once sat together in the Beloved’s womb

Playing footsie.

Your heart and my heart

Are very, very old

Friends.

Hmmm, it seems that is enough to consider… for now. More on this brimming, exciting, mouth watering journey and your place in it next week.

Bursting with love for you and all that you are.

Xo