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Rumi:

There are many guises for intelligence.
One part of you is gliding in a high windstream,
while your more ordinary notions
take little steps and peck at the ground.

Conventional knowledge is death to our souls,
and it is not really ours. It is laid on.
Yet we keep saying we find “rest” in these “beliefs.”

We must become ignorant of what we have been taught
and be instead bewildered.

Run from what is profitable and comfortable.
Distrust anyone who praises you.
Give your investment money, and the interest
on the capital, to those who are actually destitute.

Forget safety. Live where you fear to live.
Destroy your reputation. Be notorious.
I have tried prudent planning long enough.
From now on, I’ll be mad.

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— Rumi, “Bewilderment”

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RUMI knew all about #evolution…

"We began as a mineral.
We emerged into plant life and into
the animal state, and then to being human.

And always we have forgotten our former states,
except in early spring,
when we dimly recall being green again.

That is how a young person turns
towards a teacher, how a baby leans
towards the breast, without knowing
the secret of its desire,
yet turning instinctively.

So humankind is being led along
an evolving course through this migration
of intelligences, and though we seem
to be sleeping, there is an inner wakefulness
that directs the dream.

It will eventually startle us back
to the truth of who we are.

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— Rumi, “An Evolving Course”

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Rumi:

I want to be where
your bare foot walks,

because maybe before you step,
you will look at the ground.
I want that blessing.

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— Rumi, “Blessing”

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Rumi:

There is no one with intelligence
in our town except that man over there
playing with the children.

He has keen, fiery insight
and vast dignity like the nightsky,
but he conceals it in childsplay.

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— Rumi, “Childsplay”

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Rumi:

This is not a day for asking questions,
not a day on any calendar.

This day is conscious of itself.
This day is a lover, bread and gentleness.

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— Rumi, “This Day”

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I think that people with #autism are born outside the regime of civilization. Sure, this is just my own made-up theory, but I think that, as a result of all the killings in the world and the selfish planet-wrecking that humanity has committed, a deep sense of crisis exists.

Autism has somehow arisen out of this. Although people with autism look like other people physically, we are in fact very different in many ways. We are more like travelers from the distant, distant past. And if, by our being here, we could help the people of the world remember what truly matters for the Earth, that would give us a quiet pleasure.

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— Naoki Higashida, “The Reason I Jump”

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Rumi:

Friend, our closeness is this.
Anywhere you put your foot
feel me in the firmness under you.

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— Rumi, “Our Closeness”

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Rumi:

When I am with you, we stay up all night.
When you are not here, I can’t go to sleep.

Praise God for these two Insomnias.
And the difference between them.

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— Rumi, “When I Am with You”

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Rumi
This is how a human being can change.
There is a worm
addicted to eating grape leaves.

Suddenly, he wakes up,
call it grace, whatever, something
wakes him, and he is no longer a worm.

He is the entire vineyard,
and the orchard too, the fruit, the trunks,
a growing wisdom and joy
that does not need to devour.

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— Rumi, “The Worm’s Waking”

"Khalil Gibran:
Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself. They come through you but not from you, and though they are with you yet they belong not to you."

— Kahlil Gibran, “The Prophet”

"St. Francis of Assisi: “Lord, make me an instrument of your peace. Where there is hatred, let me sow love. Where there is darkness, let me bring light. Where there is sadness, let me bring joy."

— St Francis of Assisi

"Rumi:
“…Many things must be left unsaid because it is late,
but whatever conversation we have not had
tonight, we will have tomorrow.”"

— Rumi, excerpt from ‘Spring’

Tags: rumi spring

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Rumi:
Imagine the time the particle you are
returns where it came from.

The family darling comes home. Wine,
without being contained in cups,
is handed around.

A red glint appears in a granite outcrop,
and suddenly the whole cliff turns to ruby.

At dawn I walked along with a monk
on his way to the monastery.

We do the same work, I told him.
We suffer the same.

He gave me a bowl, and I saw.
The soul has THIS shape.

Shams, and actual sunlight, help me now,
being in the middle of being
partly in myself, and partly outside.

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— Rumi, “A Bowl’

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Inside this new love, die.
Your way begins on the other side.
Become the sky.
Take an axe to the prison wall.
Escape.
Walk out like someone suddenly born into color.
Do it now.
You are covered with thick cloud.
Slide out the side. Die,
and be quiet. Quietness is the surest sign
that you have died.
Your old life was a frantic running
from silence.

The speechless full moon
comes out now.

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— Rumi, “Quietness”

Tags: rumi quietness

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Spring is Christ

Everyone has eaten and fallen asleep.
The house is empty.

We walk out to the garden to let the apple
meet the peach, to carry messages
between rose and jasmine.

Spring is Christ,
raising martyred plants from their shrouds.

A leaf trembles. I tremble
in the wind- beauty like silk from Turkestan.
The censers fans into flame.

This wind is the Holy Spirit.
The trees are Mary.
Watch how husband and wife play subtle games
with their hands. Strings of cloudy pearls
are thrown across the lovers,
as is the marriage custom.

We talk about this and that. There is no rest
except on these branching moments.

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— Rumi, “Spring is Christ”