Episode Thirty Two, I Hold the Lion's Paw

...And the sun and moon

Sometimes argue over

Who will tuck me in at night...

We begin chapter four holding the lion's paw and taken by the sky. Hafiz is not afraid when he holds the lion's paw, he seems to know that he is holding his own fears. This powerful knowledge allows him to know the language of how the sky feels receiving the caress of the wing of a bird. When we hold space for those in need to be in this world, we stand outside that state for others so it can be their turn to feel what they need to feel in the time that they need to feel it. Those brave enough to feel what they need to feel may never hold the lion's paw themselves, but they will find celestial favor and riches in the remaining days and nights of their lives.

Thanks for listening.

Music: I heard this song recently on Undercurrents Radio and I loved it. It is straight and to the point: we need to scream and release all the different kinds of feels our bodies hold on to. As lovers, friends and caring individuals, we need to remain unafraid and hold space for each other to do this.

The original post in this series of poems by Hafiz can be found here.

The Gift: Poems by Hafiz and translated by Daniel Ladinsky can be purchased here.