Yesterday, I spoke to C on the telephone, and I have to admit that she seemed rather pleased that I’d suggested our dinner date. I’m going to just take things as they come, without too much expectation or assumption, but at least I’ve acted on the feelings that had been simmering for so long. At the same time, I cleared things up with Cute Lawyer – in fact, I was very honest about what was going on, and she was very appreciative of that, saying some lovely things by way of goodbye. A moral there, of course, although I made a decision a long time ago that I’m always going to be scrupulously honest with anyone that I may be seeing.
So, that’s it really… HNT tomorrow, and for now just another little poem from Rumi. It’s called “I Swear”.
I swear, since seeing your face,
the whole world is fraud and fantasy.
The garden is bewildered as to what is leaf
or blossom. The distracted birds
can’t distinguish the birdseed from the snare.
A house of love with no limits,
a presence more beautiful than Venus or the moon,
a beauty whose image fills the mirror of the heart.