Jelauddin Rumi

August 18 2014, 7pm


This silence, this moment, every moment,if it’s genuinely inside you, brings what you need. There’s nothing to believe. Only when I stopped believing in myself did I come into this beauty. Sit quietly, and listen for a voice that will …..say, ‘Be more silent.’ Die and be quiet.Quietness is the surest sign that you’ve died. Your old life was a frantic running from silence. Move outside the tangle of fear-thinking. Live in silence.🎶💜Rumi💜 🎶

This silence, this moment, every moment,
if it’s genuinely inside you, brings what you need.
There’s nothing to believe. Only when I stopped
believing in myself did I come into this beauty.
Sit quietly, and listen for a voice that will …..
say, ‘Be more silent.’ Die and be quiet.
Quietness is the surest sign that you’ve died.
Your old life was a frantic running from silence.
Move outside the tangle of fear-thinking.
Live in silence.
🎶💜Rumi💜 🎶


August 18 2014, 7pm


What the material world values doesnot shine the same in the truth ofthe soul.  You have been interestedin your shadow.  Look instead directlyat the sun.  What can we know by justwatching the time-and-space shapes ofeach other?  Someone half awake in the night sees imaginary dangers; themorning star rises; the horizon growsdefined; people become friends in amoving caravan.  Night birds may thinkdaybreak a kind of darkness, becausethat’s all they know.  It’s a fortunatebird who’s not intrigued with evening,who flies in the sun we call Shams.🎶💜Rumi💜 🎶

What the material world values does
not shine the same in the truth of
the soul.  You have been interested
in your shadow.  Look instead directly
at the sun.  What can we know by just
watching the time-and-space shapes of
each other?  Someone half awake in
the night sees imaginary dangers; the
morning star rises; the horizon grows
defined; people become friends in a
moving caravan.  Night birds may think
daybreak a kind of darkness, because
that’s all they know.  It’s a fortunate
bird who’s not intrigued with evening,
who flies in the sun we call Shams.
🎶💜Rumi💜 🎶


August 18 2014, 7pm


I have come to take you byyour hand, and bring you to myself.I have come to shine your wayas you walk this path.I will make you guiltless,I will make you fearless,then I will place you in thebrightest point in the universe.I have come like a breeze of springto your field of flowers,so I can hold you by my side,and embrace you tight.I have come to take you by your hand,and bring you to myself.I have come to shine your wayas you walk this path.Like the cry of lovers,I will help you reach theroof of heavens.From the dust of the earth to a human being,there are a thousand steps.I have been with you through these steps,I have held your hand and walked by your side.And I will be with you as you movebeyond this human form and soar to the highest heavens.🎶💜Rumi💜 🎶

I have come to take you by
your hand, and bring you to myself.
I have come to shine your way
as you walk this path.

I will make you guiltless,
I will make you fearless,
then I will place you in the
brightest point in the universe.

I have come like a breeze of spring
to your field of flowers,
so I can hold you by my side,
and embrace you tight.

I have come to take you by your hand,
and bring you to myself.
I have come to shine your way
as you walk this path.

Like the cry of lovers,
I will help you reach the
roof of heavens.

From the dust of the earth to a human being,
there are a thousand steps.
I have been with you through these steps,
I have held your hand and walked by your side.

And I will be with you as you move
beyond this human form and soar to
the highest heavens.
🎶💜Rumi💜 🎶


August 13 2014, 3pm


carmenbass:

There is an excess in spiritual searchingthat is profound ignorance.Let that ignorance be our teacher.The Friend breathes into onewho has no breath.A deep silence revives the listeningand the speaking of those twowho meet on the riverbank.Like the ground turning green in a spring wind,like birdsong beginning inside the egg.Like this universe coming into existence,the lover wakes, and whirlsin a dancing joy, then kneels down in praise.🎶💜Rumi💜 🎶

carmenbass:

There is an excess in spiritual searching
that is profound ignorance.
Let that ignorance be our teacher.
The Friend breathes into one
who has no breath.
A deep silence revives the listening
and the speaking of those two
who meet on the riverbank.
Like the ground turning green in a spring wind,
like birdsong beginning inside the egg.
Like this universe coming into existence,
the lover wakes, and whirls
in a dancing joy, then kneels down in praise.
🎶💜Rumi💜 🎶


August 13 2014, 12pm


God writes spiritual Mysteries on our heart, where they wait silently for discovery.✻.ღ.*.Rumi.*.ღ.✻

God writes
spiritual Mysteries
on our heart,
where they wait
silently for discovery.
✻.ღ.*.Rumi.*.ღ.✻


August 13 2014, 12pm


“Your task? To work with all the passion of your being to acquire an inner light.”✻.ღ.*.Rumi.*.ღ.✻

“Your task?
To work with all the passion
of your being to acquire an inner light.”
✻.ღ.*.Rumi.*.ღ.✻


August 12 2014, 2pm


carmenbass:

At night, i open the window and ask the moon to comeand press it’s face against mine.breathe into meClose the language door and open the love windowThe moon won’t open the door, only the windowThere is a path from me to youthat I am constantly looking forso I try to keep clear and stillas water does with the moonLet the water settle; you will see the moon and starsmirrored in your being✻.ღ.*.Rumi.*.ღ.✻

carmenbass:

At night, i open the window
and ask the moon to come
and press it’s face against mine.
breathe into me
Close the language door and
open the love window
The moon won’t open the door,
only the window
There is a path from me to you
that I am constantly looking for
so I try to keep clear and still
as water does with the moon
Let the water settle;
you will see the moon and stars
mirrored in your being
✻.ღ.*.Rumi.*.ღ.✻


August 10 2014, 5pm


I saw you dancing last nighton the roof of your houseall alone. I felt your heart longing for the Friend.I saw you whirlingbeneath the soft bright rosethat hung from an invisible stem in the sky. So I beganto change into my best clothesin hopes of joining you,even though I live a thousand miles away. And if you had spunlike an immaculate spherejust two more times,then bowed again so sweetly to the east, you would have found God and me standing so nearand lifting you into our arms.I saw you dancing last nightnear the roof of this world✻.ღ.*.Rumi.*.ღ.✻

I saw you dancing last night
on the roof of your house
all alone. I felt your heart
longing for the Friend.
I saw you whirling
beneath the soft bright rose
that hung from an invisible
stem in the sky. So I began
to change into my best clothes
in hopes of joining you,
even though I live a thousand
miles away. And if you had spun
like an immaculate sphere
just two more times,
then bowed again so sweetly to
the east, you would have found
God and me standing so near
and lifting you into our arms.
I saw you dancing last night
near the roof of this world
✻.ღ.*.Rumi.*.ღ.✻


August 10 2014, 5pm


Love comes with a knife, not some shy question, and not with fears for its reputation!I say these things disinterestedly.Accept them in kind.Love is a madman, working his wildschemes, tearing off his clothes,running through the mountains, drinking poison, and now quietly choosing annihilation.Love flows down!!The ground submits to the sky and suffers what comes.Tell me, is the earth worsefor giving in like that?Don’t put blankets over the drum!Open completely.Let your spirit-ear listen to the greendome’s passionate murmur.Let the cords of your robe be untied.Shiver in this new love beyond allabove and below.The sun rises, but which waydoes night go?I have no more words.Let soul speak with the silentarticulation of a face.✻.ღ.*.Rumi.*.ღ.✻

Love comes with a knife,
not some shy question, and not with
fears for its reputation!
I say these things disinterestedly.
Accept them in kind.
Love is a madman, working his wild
schemes, tearing off his clothes,
running through the mountains,
drinking poison, and now quietly
choosing annihilation.

Love flows down!!
The ground submits to the sky and
suffers what comes.
Tell me, is the earth worse
for giving in like that?
Don’t put blankets over the drum!
Open completely.
Let your spirit-ear listen to the green
dome’s passionate murmur.
Let the cords of your robe be untied.
Shiver in this new love beyond all
above and below.
The sun rises, but which way
does night go?
I have no more words.
Let soul speak with the silent
articulation of a face.
✻.ღ.*.Rumi.*.ღ.✻


August 10 2014, 5pm


Don’t surrender your loneliness so quicklylet it cut more deep. Let it ferment and season you as few human or even divine ingredients canSomething missing in my heart tonighthas made my eyes so softmy voice so tender my need of goodabsolutely clear.✻.ღ.*.Rumi.*.ღ.✻

Don’t surrender your loneliness so quickly
let it cut more deep. Let it ferment and
season you as few human or even
divine ingredients can
Something missing in my heart tonight
has made my eyes so soft
my voice so tender my need of good
absolutely clear.
✻.ღ.*.Rumi.*.ღ.✻


August 10 2014, 5pm


What happens when your soulbegins to awakenYour eyes and your heartAnd the cells of your bodyTo the great Journey of Love?First there is wonderful laughterAnd probably precious tearsAnd a hundred sweet promisesAnd those heroic vowsNo one can ever keep.But still God is delighted and amusedYou once tried to be a saint.What happens when your soulBegins to awake in this worldTo our deep need to loveAnd serve the Friend?O the Beloved, will send youOne of His wonderful, wild companions✻.ღ.*.Rumi.*.ღ.✻

What happens when your soul
begins to awaken
Your eyes and your heart
And the cells of your body
To the great Journey of Love?

First there is wonderful laughter
And probably precious tears
And a hundred sweet promises
And those heroic vows
No one can ever keep.

But still God is delighted and amused
You once tried to be a saint.
What happens when your soul
Begins to awake in this world

To our deep need to love
And serve the Friend?
O the Beloved, will send you
One of His wonderful, wild companions
✻.ღ.*.Rumi.*.ღ.✻


August 10 2014, 5pm


The small manBuilds cagesfor everyoneHeKnows.While the sage,Who has to duckhis headWhen the moonis low,Keeps droppingkeys all night longFor theBeautifulRowdyPrisoners.✻.ღ.*.Rumi.*.ღ.✻

The small man
Builds cages
for everyone
He
Knows.

While the sage,
Who has to duck
his head
When the moon
is low,
Keeps dropping
keys
all night long
For the
Beautiful
Rowdy
Prisoners.

✻.ღ.*.Rumi.*.ღ.✻


August 10 2014, 4pm


It happens all the time in heaven,And some day it will begin to happenAgain on earth that men and womenwho are married, and men and womanwho are Lovers, and women and menwho give each other Light,Often will get down on their kneesAnd while so tenderlyHolding their lover’s hand,With tears in their eyes,Will sincerely speak, saying,My dear,How can I be more loving to you;How can I be more Kind”✻.ღ.*.Rumi.*.ღ.✻

It happens all the time in heaven,
And some day it will begin to happen
Again on earth that men and women
who are married, and men and woman
who are Lovers, and women and men
who give each other Light,
Often will get down on their knees
And while so tenderly
Holding their lover’s hand,
With tears in their eyes,
Will sincerely speak, saying,
My dear,
How can I be more loving to you;
How can I be more Kind”
✻.ღ.*.Rumi.*.ღ.✻


August 10 2014, 4pm


Love wants to reach out and manhandle us,If you had the courage andCould give the Beloved the choice, some nights, he would just drag you around the room By your hair,ripping from your grip all those toysin the world, that bring you no joy.Love sometimes gets tired of speakingsweetly and wants to rip to shredsAll your erroneous notions of truthThat make you fight within yourself, dear one, and with others,Causing the world to weepOn too many fine days.God wants to manhandle us,Lock us inside of a tiny room withHimself and practice His dropkick.The Beloved sometimes wantsTo do us a great favor:Hold us upside downAnd shake all the nonsense out.But when we hearHe is in such a “playful drunken mood”Most everyone I knowQuickly packs their bags and hightails itOut of town.✻.ღ.*.Rumi.*.ღ.✻

Love wants to reach out and
manhandle us,
If you had the courage and
Could give the Beloved the choice,
some nights, he would just drag you
around the room By your hair,
ripping from your grip all those toys
in the world, that bring you no joy.
Love sometimes gets tired of speaking
sweetly and wants to rip to shreds
All your erroneous notions of truth
That make you fight within yourself,
dear one, and with others,
Causing the world to weep
On too many fine days.
God wants to manhandle us,
Lock us inside of a tiny room with
Himself and practice His dropkick.
The Beloved sometimes wants
To do us a great favor:
Hold us upside down
And shake all the nonsense out.
But when we hear
He is in such a “playful drunken mood”
Most everyone I know
Quickly packs their bags and hightails it
Out of town.
✻.ღ.*.Rumi.*.ღ.✻


August 9 2014, 11pm


May with God’s help and by the reflexion of Paradise and the four rivers, my spirit becomes a seeker of the Friend, may by the effect of river of honey, this poison of hatred in me, be turned into sweetness, or may for a moment, by the reflexion of that pure milk, my captive intelligence be nourished, or by the reflexion of those rivers of wine, I may become drunk and gain a delight scent of divine command, and by the favors of rivers of water, my barren body may gain rejuvenation, So greens may grow from my barren body and my thorn yard turns into everlasting garden of abode!✻.ღ.*.Rumi.*.ღ.✻

May with God’s help and by the reflexion of Paradise and the four rivers, my spirit becomes a seeker of the Friend, may by the effect of river of honey, this poison of hatred in me, be turned into sweetness, or may for a moment, by the reflexion of that pure milk, my captive intelligence be nourished, or by the reflexion of those rivers of wine, I may become drunk and gain a delight scent of divine command, and by the favors of rivers of water, my barren body may gain rejuvenation, So greens may grow from my barren body and my thorn yard turns into everlasting garden of abode!
✻.ღ.*.Rumi.*.ღ.✻