Tag Archives: Rumi

Every story is ours

As everything changes overnight, I praise the breaking of promises. Whatever love wants, it gets, not next year, now ! I swear by the one who never says tomorrow, as the circle of the moon refuses to sell installments of … Continue reading

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I and thou

Blessed time! when we are sitting, I and thou, With two forms and only one soul, I and thou. Fragrance, song of birds, they quicken ev’rything When we come into the garden, I and thou. All the stars of heaven … Continue reading

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Everywhere

everywhere the aroma of God begins to arise look at these people not knowing their feet from head as they begin to arrive every soul is seeking His soul every soul parched with thirst they’ve all heard the voice of … Continue reading

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Dancing with the soul

On this journey there are many teacher – formal, informal, people, animals, objects, situations and there is really no limit as of what Life is using to guide us safely one step after the other. Every day I notice that … Continue reading

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Be still and listen

  “If you fall in love with Me, I will mess you up, cultivate little, or I will ruin you.” This is a line from Rumi’s poem “I will mess you up”. Look at it, it is extremely beautiful and … Continue reading

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Like a gnat against the wind

  “One who runs away is a gnat against the wind. One who runs away is a thief fleeing from moonlight. When god makes someone stubborn and ignorant, that person gives up Heaven’s lofty abode and flees to Hell Anyone … Continue reading

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In the spirit of Christmas

Christmas is about giving. But it is not the egoic “giving” that we encounter during the Christmas season in the Western society.  The abundance and extravagance, the gluttony and self-indulgence, the over-saturation and surfeit. There is another kind of giving: … Continue reading

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My Life is through Dying

My religion is to live through Love: a life created from my own small mind and self would be a disgrace. The blade of Love cuts away what covers the lover’s soul; Love’s sword severs sins. When the bodily grime … Continue reading

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Sometimes This, Sometimes That

  I saw a tree and a fire, and heard a voice that said: “I am the Beloved,” calling me from the fire. Am I Moses? I entered the desert in tribulation and found there manna and quails. It has … Continue reading

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Can’t you see the mighty warrior ?

How often you ask, What is my path? What is my cure? He has made you a seeker of Unity, isn’t that enough? All your sorrow exists for one reason – that you may end sorrow forever. The desire to … Continue reading

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