Come out of the circle of time, and into the circle of love.
Be empty of worrying. Think of who created thoughts!
Let silence take you to the core of life.
I died as a mineral and became a plant,
I died as plant and rose to animal,
I died as animal and I was Man.
Why should I fear? When was I less by dying?
Yet once more I shall die as Man, to soar
With angels blest; but even from angelhood
I must pass on: all except God doth perish.
When I have sacrificed my angel-soul,
I shall become what no mind e’er conceived.
Oh, let me not exist! for Non-existence
Proclaims in organ tones, ‘To Him we shall return.’
-Jalal ud-Din Rumi (1207-1273) Translated by A.J. Arberry
When the world pushes you to your knees, you’re in the perfect position to pray.
True freedom comes to those who have escaped the questions of freewill and fate.
The inspiration you seek is already inside you.
Be silent and listen.
Know then that the body is merely a garment.
Go seek the wearer, not the cloak.
Love is the whole thing. We are only pieces.
“Sorrow prepares you for joy. It violently sweeps everything out of your house, so that new joy can find space to enter. It shakes the yellow leaves from the bough of your heart, so that fresh, green leaves can grow in their place. It pulls up the rotten roots, so that new roots hidden beneath have room to grow. Whatever sorrow shakes from your heart, far better things will take their place.”
Sell your cleverness and buy bewilderment.
Love cannot be said or heard.
When someone beats a rug, the blows are not against the rug, but against the dust in it.
That which is false troubles the heart, but truth brings joyous tranquility.
Grief can be the garden of compassion. If you keep your heart open through everything, your pain can become your greatest ally in your life’s search for love and wisdom.
Doing as others told me, I was blind.
Coming when others called me, I was lost.
Then I left everyone, myself as well.
Then I found Everyone, Myself as well.
Don’t worry that your life is turning upside down. How do you know that the side you are used to is better than the one to come?
Everyone has been made for some particular work and the desire for that work has been put in every heart.