(Coronavirus) meditation
photo: Joanna Kniaź-Hawrot
In a closure of a morning meditation, in the end only a handful of questions seems to really matter:
Am I ready to love today?
Am I ready to die today?
And if not, what is obstructing love from flowing and how can I dissolve it?
What is it that holds me back and how can I loosen it up?
This post flows with Hafez Nazeri - Existence: Life
Related blog entry: (CORONAVIRUS) MEDITATION https://motions.earth/coronavirus-meditation
LYRICS (translation: Sadjad Anzabi Zadeh)
Those who haven't come yet, and those gone ,from both side of time ,are running towards You. O' You, always present.
Why would an alive or dead have worries if you are near.
In front of your door, my clothes cry for them to vanish. (In order not to obscure Your sight)
I have come to see You, but my tears won't let me.
O' waves of blood are pouring out of my body.
What can I do? It's Your hand who's pulling the bow from within.
