I was blown away.
Always, if some person or some animal is glad to see me, I think that it's about me. They are glad to see ME, the one, the only Carol of "A Peace Carol" fame, and I'm happy that they are glad to see ME, because it means they like ME. It has never entered my mind to just be happy that that person or waggy dog is happy! Nothing to do with me.
Oh, that's almost embarrassing to admit!
When I woke up in the middle of the night, I remembered what I had read and, whooooosh, blown away again.
And when my internal clock told me it was morning, even though the gray skies didn't demonstrate that through my closed blinds, there it was again... head blown in a million pieces!
I got up and went through the entire book, looking for the piece that had those magical words. Twice, I looked at every poem in the book, but I didn't find it.
I started to think that maybe I came up with that piece of brilliance all by myself. Maybe I was touched by a tremendous wisdom, full of possibilities, but had associated it with the book, since it was the last thing I read before going to bed.
This afternoon, I looked one more time and I found it - the last part of a poem on page 58. I, Carol of "A Peace Carol" fame was not a channel for that stunning new way of seeing things. I'm very much more than OK with that. It will be enough work just to be able to incorporate this new way of seeing into my life.
Hafiz,
Who can you tell in this world
That when a dog runs up to you
Wagging its ecstatic tail,
You lean down and whisper in its ear,
"Beloved,
I am so glad You are happy to see me.
Beloved,
I am so glad
So very glad You have come."
- Hafiz
Buddha dog, I am SO GLAD that you are happy to see me!
