Hanging with Hafiz
Battling life is fruitless. You do not know the way. The me of the body is ignorant of reality and fearful of oblivion. It fights daily to control the outcomes of its existence. It loses the battle inevitably. Once the battle is lost, your true nature stirs. It awaits your return. Sit still. Breathe deeply. Find respite in the silence. If your heart races, give yourself over to the darkness. Let it envelop you. You are flooded with thoughts and emotions. These are not you. Do not own them or tend to them. Let them pass through without attachment. Witness and wait. The night will clear. Lights appear in the heavens. You are not alone. There is no need to struggle. The rain that falls in sunlight is cleansing. It washes off the dust of the world. Give it no effort. Do nothing except receive delight in knowing.
