Category Archives: All things Rumi

We must become ignorant of what we’ve been taught, and be, instead bewildered.   Run from what’s profitable and comfortable. If you drink those liqueurs, you’ll spill the springwater of your real life. Distrust anyone who praises you. Give your … Continue reading →

The Music We Are Did you hear that winter is over? The basil and the carnations cannot control their laughter. The nightingale, back from his wandering, has been made singing master over the birds. The trees reach out their congratulations. … Continue reading →

If you dwell very long in a heart depressed and dark be aware you’ve fallen low in will and quest a heart filled with grief whirling and spinning endlessly can never feel at peace what makes you tremble in fear … Continue reading →

If you desire to see eternal life or discover wealth in poverty don’t follow your path timidly to discover real life, enter it like a hero. From: Rumi ” Dancing the Flame” Translated by Nader Khalili

You can never breathe healing to your body till you cut off worries from your breath though you’re weary at times surely you can pull through From: Rumi ” Dancing the Flame” Translated by Nader Khalili

This heart will one day find you a sweetheart this soul will one day take you to the beloved seize your pain as a blessing your pain will one day lead you to healing. From: Rumi ” Dancing the Flame” … Continue reading →

With all of these many faced I’s and we’s, What sort of “I” am I? Listen, take your hand off my mouth and let me rave I am already lost. Don’t lay shattered glass in my path; I’ll crush whatever … Continue reading →

Come down among us, be one of us lovers, So that we may open up to you the gate to the garden of love. Come reside in our own house like a shadow, for we are neighbors to the Sun … Continue reading →

Surely there is a window from heart to heart: they are not separate or far from each other. Though two earthenware lamps are not joined, their light mingles. No lover seeks union without the beloved also seeking, but the love … Continue reading →