Gamble everything for love, if you are a true human being. ”
Gamble everything for love, if you are a true human being. ”
The one who sleeps in the midst of a garden wants to be awakened. But the one who sleeps in a prison, to be awakened is a nuisance.
—Rumi
The way of love is not a subtle argument.
The door there is devastation.
Birds make great sky-circles of their freedom.
How do they learn it?
They fall, and falling, they’re given wings.
—Rumi
This singing art is sea foam.
The graceful movements come from a pearl
somewhere on the ocean floor.
Poems reach up like spindrift and the edge
of driftwood along the beach, wanting!
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Rumi: From the left and from the right come vilification and blame, but you stay filled with compassion.
It may be that the satisfaction I need depends on my going away, so that when I’ve gone and come back, I’ll find it at home. ”
Rumi: Old agreements weaken and break. When the knife reaches bone, your life must change.
This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.
A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes as an unexpected visitor.
Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of it’s furniture,
still, treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.
The dark thought the shame, the malice,
meet them at the door laughing,
and invite them in.
Be grateful for whoever comes,
because each has been sent as a guide from beyond.—Rumi
No more words. In the name of this place we drink in
with our breathing, stay quiet like a flower.
So the nightbirds will start singing. ”
Observe the marvels as they happen around you. Don’t claim them. Feel the beauty moving through and be silent. ”
Dam the torrent of ecstasy
before it floods,
or be engulfed in devastation!What do I care about that?
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Under the wreckage is buried Treasure.
You have scattered your awareness in all directions,
and your vanities are not worth a bit of cabbage.
The root of every thorn draws
the water of your attention toward itself.
How will the water of your attention reach the fruit?
Cut through the evil roots, cut them away.
Direct the Bounty of God to spirit and insight,
not to the knotted and broken world outside. ”