It's so easy (though painful) to be hard on ourselves. It's so easy to feel pulled in dozens of directions all at once, to feel overwhelmed and not enough, to drive ourselves utterly berserk with second-guessing & indecision. It's so easy to feel like we should be doing that when we're doing this.
But what if, as Hafiz so eloquently asks, what if we stopped throwing sticks at our own heart? What if we stopped pushing against ourselves, stopped fighting and started to believe that every thought and action, every dream and vision is sacred? In other words, what if, rather than pushing against, we decided to meet it all with gentleness, compassion---love?
Can you imagine the difference?
Now is the Time