Convergence

We often hear that there is a perfume to Divinity -- that in fact, our hearts are attracted and we are pulled towards God as if by an irresistible fragrance. The evidence suggests that He is a master strategist, always seeking new ways to capture our attention. Well, those of you who found yourselves at Easter's altar rail with functioning olfactory senses may have noticed a certain something along the lines of "Holy Smoke, Kapowey and by-George-How's-About-Those-Lilies!"  Interestingly, we learn that in nature, the fragrance of flowers serves real purpose. At its simplest, it tells insects two things: that food is available nearby and, that there's a real possibility of snagging a mate at the same time. This is good news for the bee. Wonder if it works the same way for us. We enter a room and catch a whiff of something, our eyes instinctively looking for its source. When they make contact with, say, a potted lily, we go to it straightaway. If no one is looking, perhaps we thrust our noses deeply into its embrace and emerge betrayed by a telltale yellow dusting from its anthers. Perhaps as with the bee, perfumed flowers call out to us, "Come closer. There is Nourishment and Love nearby. Yes, God is. Here. Now."

Admit something: 

Everyone you see, you say to them, "Love me." 

Of course you do not do this out loud, otherwise 

someone would call the cops. 

Still, though, think about this, this great pull in us to connect. 

Why not become the one who lives with a full moon in each eye 

that is always saying, with that sweet moon language, 

what every other eye in this world is dying to hear?        - Hafiz