Getting Ready For Love
Preparing for Nowrooz in Tehran flower market, photo by Marzieh Moussavi, IRNA, March 10, 2008.
I worked like a madwoman today, trying to catch up with my outstanding commitments, paperwork, and such. My progress has been somewhat impressive, I'm glad to report! All through the day, though, as I was trying to escape the thoughts of some evil behavior I have been witnessing of late, I was thinking about how I need to do a spring cleaning of my heart, too, a real internal khooneh takooni! I am expecting dear guests in my home soon, and I have to prepare for their arrival. As I add even more things to my to-do-list for Nowrooz, I am filled with joy and excitement. I am reminded yet again, that the most valuable things in life aren't material at all. They are of a texture and substance that cannot be traded, bought, or sold. Their true embodiment and emergence can only happen in a good, open, and generous heart. I must open my heart to be able to have those valuable things. I am getting ready to throw away some ill feelings and broken pieces in my heart and soul, forgetting fleeting betrayals and human shortcomings, making room in the brightest, most loving spot of it to receive something fabulous, priceless, and uncomparable to anything else. I am getting ready for Nowrooz. I am getting ready for love.