IDo not Want to step so quickly Over a beautiful line on God's palm As I move through the earth's Marketplace Today.
I do not want to touch any object in this world Without my eyes testifying to the truth That everything is My Beloved.
Something has happened To my understanding of existence That now makes my heart always full of wonder And kindness.
I do not Want to step so quickly Over this sacred place on God's body That is right beneath your Own foot
As I Dance with Precious life Today. (Hafiz)
We, by which I mean I, have spent a good deal of life looking for perfect Saturdays in far away places and exciting/exotic venues. The streets and bistros of Paris, Italian cafes and gelato stands, California beaches and boutiques... Without fail I end up finding pure delight and contentment under my nose. Today it's in the kitchen and at the table with a dear friend. Our entertainment is each other, the bright sun, the chirping birds and a bag of farm fresh produce (oh yes, and a lovely little local goat cheese). Absolutely ordinary, but what could a be better way to be on holiday?