I’ve had it up to my eyeballs with the love and light brigade AND the harbingers of doom. Both of them need to shut the fuck up!

Because last night I went to bed with a sharp pain beneath my sternum. A sharp persistent pain I know of old… STRESS verging on panic-here-I-come-baby!

Breathing practice released it with some success. And then it was back again. Time to get out of bed and make a boiling hot bouillon drink… to be sipped not shaken… and read inspirational stuff!

And the inspirational stuff?

Some life and works of my favourite thirteenth century Sufi Jelaluddin Rumi and his partner in crime Shams of Tabriz.

‘Let yourself be silently drawn by the stronger pull of what you really love.’


‘I would love to kiss you.’

Even more ahhhhhh!

I’d made the mistake of talking with a cousin during the day so negative and doom laden she was ready for her grave. And so judgemental of people, like me, who don’t want to collude with catastrophic thinking.

In Jewish secular parlance we call this making a matzah pudding out of a small matzah ball! Not that the situation isn’t serious. Of course it is. And running a ‘it’s the end of the world’ narrative only worsens collective fear and lowers the efficacy of your immune system.

Then I chanced on some social media output that was similarly ignorant and misleading. Followed by some real love and light mumbo jumbo that beggared belief.

Eat that garlic and you will be spared…


‘Keep walking. Though there’s no place to get to. Don’t try to see through the distances. That’s not for human beings. Move within. But don’t move the way fear makes you move.’


‘Let the beauty we love be what we do. There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground.’

Staying in the moment, moment to moment, tasting the sweetness of life in the present. Whole and healthy. Nowhere to go, nothing to do. Just be…

I highly recommend it!

Love to you…

PS If you’re feeling anxious or need support for your mental health at this time do visit this page. Loads of useful information.


Start reading Rumi and Shams just like me!

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