of life in its many forms.
I have been making my way through this tome for some time and whenever my mood takes me, I'll open "The Essential Rumi" to a page where my spirit lands, and there I read. A very good friend gave me this book of poem, which I'd wanted for a very long time. This translation of… Continue reading Flirtation with surrender
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 are a crowd of sorrows, who violently sweep your house empty of its furniture, still, treat each guest… Continue reading The Guest House
Rumi on love, life and living: In your light I learn how to love In your beauty, how to make poems. You dance inside my chest, where no ones sees you, but sometimes I do, and that sight becomes this art. ~~~~~~~~~~ When I am with you, we stay up all night. When you're not… Continue reading Rumi on Valentine’s Day
If you can’t smell the fragrance Don’t come into the garden of Love. If you’re unwilling to undress Don’t enter into the stream of Truth. Stay where you are. Don’t come our way. - Rumi © 2014 Photography by FlorenceT
