Why do we do what we do?
Recently, I read a saying of the mystic Hafiz of Shiraz which goes: “This path to God made me such an old sweet beggar. I was starving until one night my love tricked God Himself to fall into my bowl.” This immediately took my thoughts down the road of homelessness and begging. I honestly cannot say that I have ever run into a homeless beggar whose demeanor caused me to think of him as “an old sweet beggar”. Rather, seeing the person’s extreme exterior poverty has often caused me to wonder about their inner poverty: What inner orientation brought them to where they are now? The question for all of us is: Why do we do what we do?
I was watching a program about drug-addiction in which someone made the following statement: “I knew a girl who put her hand in the open door frame of her…
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