Showing posts with label Rumi. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Rumi. Show all posts

Friday, July 1, 2016

Rumi to the Rescue

To be fully human is to feel the full range of human emotions. Perhaps we are free to pursue happiness, but in no way is happiness guaranteed. We may know the highest heights if we have felt the lowest lows. What then, is the proper response to emotional challenges? Rumi to the Rescue!  




The Guest House
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 its 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.











Poem by the Sufi mystic, Rumi, from a translation by Coleman Barks. Portrait of Rumi from the public domain (i.e., Wikipedia). I snagged the beautiful blue mosaic off of the cover of a book called Rumi: Bridge to the Soul: Journeys into the Music and Silence of the Heart. See also, Rumi: The Book of Love.

Wednesday, February 3, 2016

Ring the Bells that Still Can Ring





Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in.


I love the poster.
I recognized one of my favorite Cohen quotes.

Searching the PhilosFX archive, 
I found this old post 
with a similar quote from the Sufi mystic, Rumi. 


Was Cohen channeling Rumi? 
Or are the two just kindred souls? 


A universal Truth awaits those who seek it.

Thursday, December 17, 2015

Remembering Rumi



Ahmad Wali - Dost (Sufi Music)

I love my friends neither with my heart nor with my mind. 

Just in case…
Heart might stop. Mind can forget.
I love them with my soul.
Soul never stops or forgets.

Rumi



Three countries, all part of the former Persian Empire, claim Rumi as their poet: Afghanistan, Iran, and Turkey. Though he died 742 years ago, his wisdom continues to enlighten and inspire. Along with being a wonderful poet, Rumi was also a proponent of dance as a means of connecting with the Divine.

I lived in Turkey for a year in the mid-80s and heard a lot about Rumi and the Whirling Dervishes he inspired. Later, I became even more aware of Rumi's poetry through my reading of Mark Nepo. Nepo cites Rumi and many other mystics and poets in his book, Awakening. 

The Mevlâna Festival takes place annually from December 10th to the 17th in the Anatolian city of Konya, where Rumi died at the age of 66 on December 17, 1273. 

Some say Rumi was a Sufi but I believe that Rumi himself would have resisted any such labels. To read Rumi's poems is to recognize a beautiful soul.

May this post inspire you to welcome a little Rumi into your life!