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#5085 - Thursday, November 14, 2013 - Editor: Gloria Lee
For this issue, I am simply forwarding Ivan Granger's wonderful email, though I tremble to think what Yahoo will do to the formatting. Ivan writes about how he came to poetry itself and then went on to create The Poetry Chaikhana website. And I must say I am thrilled to learn of the connection David Whyte has to Ivan's story.
Poetry Chaikhana contains an immense collection of sacred poetry, organised by themes, authors, countries and dates.  And while I have been reading Ivan's Poetry Chaikhana for more years than I can remember, this is the first time Ivan has shared his personal story in such depth. What you don't get from reading just the poems on his site, are the interpretations which Ivan adds to his email offerings. And these are often as profound as the poem itself. Many is the time I may have missed some vital aspect of the poem's meaning without Ivan's depth of insight. So if you haven't subscribed yet, now would be a good time. And if you have been reading them already, now would be a good time to show your appreciation with a donation. Ivan once described elsewhere how much time he devotes to selecting and meditating on the meaning of the daily poem and the many additional hours devoted to maintaining the website. This is a tremendous resource he has offered freely to the world. Ivan's own poems may be sampled on his website and his first book, "Thirst" would make a lovely gift. I have personally known Ivan to be a humble and caring person who generously responds to his reader's emails and comments with thoughtfulness and kindness.
 [Poetry Chaikhana] My Introduction to Sacred Poetry

Ivan M. Granger

I am often asked how I came to the world of sacred poetry. What set me on this path? Was there a particular poet who opened the doorway or a line that hooked me? What was my inspiration for starting the Poetry Chaikhana?

My father, Steven Granger, was a poet, so I heard poetry from a young age. Like many young people, I wrote a bit of poetry as I grew up, but I didn't take it too seriously. Most of the poetry I was exposed to was, well, boring to me. I thought of poetry as belonging my father's world. To me it was mostly an intellectual game of words.

In the year 2000, I moved with my wife Michele to Maui. A friend from the mainland sent me a series of talks by the poet David Whyte on cassette tapes. I went for long drives along Maui's country roads, through the tall sugar cane fields, among the rows of spiky pineapple plants, listening to David Whyte's molasses accent, as he told stories and recited poetry by poets I hadn't heard of before: Antonio Machado, Anna Akhmatova.

Maui's natural beauty and quiet rhythms of land and sea and sky inspired me to go deeper into my spiritual practices. I was meditating deeply, praying, fasting, going for long walks in the eucalyptus forests that grew along the slopes of Haleakala Volcano. It was idyllic, yet I was going through a personal crisis.

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I had just broken with a spiritual group I had been practicing with for nearly ten years. So, while I was engaged in intensive spiritual practice, it had lost its context. Should I still be following the same form of prayer, the same focus in meditation? I was flailing about.

Christmas came, and the sense of crisis deepened. The holidays just seemed to emphasize my disorientation. I was in my early 30s by that point and had no career to speak of. I was just doing work to get by. I was largely cut off from friends and family, cut off even from the American mainland. My one driving goal was spiritual growth. That was my only identity. And it was in disarray.

I came to a profound personal confrontation. For the first time I really saw myself. And that was a terrifying thing. I dropped all pretense and projection, all the fantasies of who I thought I was or who I might become. I just looked at myself plainly, as I was. What I saw wasn't terribly impressive. I felt I was a mostly good-hearted person, but largely ineffectual. I had the ironic recognition that I was basically a likable flake. What truly surprised me, though, was the thought that followed, which was that it was okay.

New Years came and went, while I hovered in that limbo state.

The combination began to ferment in my mind the poetry and the personal crisis. 

In early January it all converged and then POW! I was catapaulted into an ecstatic stillness. Everything about me and my world came to a complete stop. The person I thought of as "Ivan" seemed to disappear. It was as if some undefined, wide-open awareness was quietly witnessing the world through my eyes. My heart bloomed and was flooded with love. An indescribable joy bubbled up inside me. The entire world was an intangible outline sketched upon a golden-white radiance, and I was a gossamer thin ghost happily disappearing in that light.

I spent days hardly speaking, a crooked grin plastered across my face. 

I didn't want to unsettle my wife, so I made a game of it. I pretended to be "Ivan." I resumed my work schedule. I walked the dogs. I cleaned the house. But the world still shone.

I started to fill pages in my journal, describing what I was witnessing. How the world was changed, how I was changed. But I found that what really wanted to come out was poetry!

As I wrote more poetry, I found a certain metaphoric language naturally emerging in what I was writing: water and honey and wine, sleep and death and new life, moon and sun and light 

Jelaluddin Rumi,
                Jelaluddin Rumi poetry, Muslim / Sufi poetry

Mevlana Jelaluddin Rumi

It was then that I came across books of sacred poetry, by mystics like St. John of the Cross, Rumi, Hafez,Abu-Said Abil-Kheir, and Ramprasad. Their words sent thrills through my body. They whispered to me as intimate companions. And I noticed also that they spoke a similar language of wine and moonlight. They told me how many before me had walked the same path in awe.

John of the Cross,
                  John of the Cross poetry, Christian poetry

John of the Cross

I became hungry for more. I started rummaging through used bookstores for more poetry collections. I scanned anthologies for new names and voices. Sufi poets, Hindu poets, Buddhist poets, Christian poets.

I realized there was a rich world heritage of sacred poetry, hundreds of poets, thousands of poets, singing songs of the divine and I had heard of almost none of them before. Most commentaries accompanying their poetry were dry, academic literary analysis, which has its value, but, in my opinion, lacks deep insight. It was frustrating to find poetry of such profound wisdom and ecstatic joy, and have it thought to be merely beautiful. 

I spent about a year building a database that would allow me to gather a wide selection of sacred poetry, organize it, link it together by theme and tradition and century, and be able to generate a website I could maintain by myself in my spare time. In 2004, my wife and I returned to the mainland, moving to Colorado, and soon after I officially launched the Poetry Chaikhana as a place for people to discover new poets, sample different translations, explore the inner meanings of esoteric poetry without a lot of arcane jargon and, hopefully, come to recognize what mystics the world over affirm, that the heart of religion and spirit is one, regardless of differences in tradition and culture.

So, please, explore the Poetry Chaikhana. Perhaps these sacred poets will whisper in your ear too.

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