After writing the last post I had a dream. In that dream I was a little kid reading a book and I found a poem I read when I was a little kid. This poem had a huge effect on me and I used to read it a lot. I always really felt like I could connect with it. It went as follows:
- These spiritual window-shoppers,
who idly ask, 'How much is that?' Oh, I'm just looking.
They handle a hundred items and put them down,
shadows with no capital.
What is spent is love and two eyes wet with weeping.
But these walk into a shop,
and their whole lives pass suddenly in that moment,
in that shop.
Where did you go? "Nowhere."
What did you have to eat? "Nothing much."
Even if you don't know what you want,
buy something, to be part of the exchanging flow.
Start a huge, foolish project,
like Noah.
It makes absolutely no difference
what people think of you.
It was written buy Rumi who was around, I believe the 13th century. Either way I think it relates to what I was trying to say a lot. When we simply walk around, we never take chances to become invested in something that could be a disappointment. Well Rose, you are my huge foolish project. :-) and I hope we have a great deal of huge foolish projects that we take on together like starting a business, going to England, traveling to India, riding elephants, and any other foolish thing we can think of. I know some things will end in tears and disappointment. But I am glad we have each other to cry on and to say “but what if we do this instead....” at the end of it all. We can go be fools together and buy the whole shop.
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