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‘We through gathering baggage from the time we first ‘arrived’ on this plane of existence, have gathered information,have followed example and learned habit. This invariably leads to our ‘human nature’. Although we cannot always see it we have a starting point which is based on what we believe to be absolutely true. Through this belief we assume for something to be correct it has to operate in a certain manner, we egotistically believe we know how for example, an enlightened individual should behave,and cannot comprehend whenever any individual does not seem to ‘live up’ to our understanding. We convince ourselves that we have open minds, but it is us, the baggage carrier, who is the convincer, it is us who have created a false starting point.
If one truly wants to learn, then we must be of quiet mind and be willing to sit with the tax collector and protect the prostitute, with the understanding. I have come to this world and I do not know where I am, I will not accept everything that is said whether that be by a Tolle, a traitor or a tormentor. I will through listening,beginning with knowing nothing,watch and ‘feel’ for the voice that says ‘I and the father are one and the same’. Through this experience we can perhaps connect with the real truth,which then we will never forget. When we have something that we never forget we will never lose it, no matter how many times we return to the baggage carrier.’

 

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Who am I ?

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Love by Rumi

 

Through the grapevine

Behind a blood-stained curtain, love has spread its gardens.
Lovers are busy with the beauty of the love that is beyond explanation.
Intellect says: ‘The six directions are the limit, there is nothing beyond them.’
Love says:’There is a road, and I have journeyed on it many times.’
Love detected markets beyond that market.
Intellect says:’Do not set foot on the land of annihilation;
There is nothing there but thorns.’
Love says;’Those thorns you feel are only inside you!
Be silent! remove the thorn of existence from the foot of the heart;
So that you may see the gardens within.’
O Shams of Tabriz! you are the Sun cloaked by the cloud of speech;
When your Sun rose, all the words melted!

(Divan 132:1-3, 6-8)

Translated by Fatemeh Keshavarz,
Reading Mystical Lyric: The Case of Jalal al-Din Rumi‘,
University of South Carolina Press, 1998.
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Morals without God

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Morals without God ?

A cool article by Frans de Waal in the NY Times on biology, ethics and morale.
The Stone is a forum for contemporary philosophers on issues both timely and timeless.

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Photos from the garden

Some photos from the garden.

http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2089389&id=1499174897&l=c486959267

 

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Surrender anyone ?

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The wisdom of Rumi

 

 

Changing colours

 

Awakened by your love,
I flicker like a candle’s light
trying to hold on in the dark.
Yet, you spare me no blows
and keep asking,
“Why do you complain?”

Rumi – “Whispers of the Beloved” – Maryam Mafi & Azima Melita Kolin

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All journeys have secret destinations…

Hello friends!
This is “Grace” from the forum, my real name is Patricia.
Geli has kindly asked me to write a few words about my recent
month-long trip to Eastern/Central Europe.
I thought perhaps the final entry to my little travel blog might be appropriate….so here goes!
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Ego talking…?

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The wisdom of Rumi

Glazed tile

Lover whispers to my ear,
“Better to be a prey than a hunter.
Make yourself My fool.
Stop trying to be the sun and become a speck!
Dwell at My door and be homeless.
Don’t pretend to be a candle, be a moth,
so you may taste the savor of Life
and know the power hidden in serving.”


Mathnawi V. 411-414 (translated by Kabir Helminski)
The Rumi Collection, Edited by Kabir Helminski

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