Thinking of Willie the Shaikh & the Wisdom of the Ordinary

I’m very much looking forward to seeing Anonymous. It’s getting some pretty good reviews.

Now, I just don’t have the conspiracy gene that leads so many to look for hidden meanings and real stories behind stories – in our times so dreary and so often banal.

At the same time I love that people just can’t accept that upstart crow that middle class man of middle class values could possibly have written the plays. Cut, to my heart, from the same cloth that suggests primitive human beings could never ever have constructed stonehenge or the pyramids…

Oh ye of little faith…

One of my spiritual mentors, a Sufi teacher, often referred to Shakespeare as “Willie the Shaikh.”

It is the wisdom of humanity that this fellow touches, and it is so, so correct that it come from such an ordinary human being…

So much wisdom pouring from the pen of this ordinary man.

Something racing an electric current through him accessible to us all…

I see that on this day in 1611 Shakespeare’s The Tempest was first mounted, at the Whitehall Palace in London. Perhaps my favorite…

Oh spirit that flows. Shakespeare is a good enough name for it…

Ordinary.

Thank you for your inspiration and your guidance…

Ordinary.

For all of us…

Ordinary.