You've no idea how hard I've looked
for a gift to bring You.
Nothing seemed right.
What's the point of bringing gold
to the gold mine, or water to the Ocean.
Everything I came up with was like
taking spices to the Orient.
It's no good giving my heart and my soul
because you already have these.
So-I've brought you a mirror.
Look at yourself and remember me.
-Rumi
Monday, January 28, 2008
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
THE OCEAN MOVING ALL NIGHT
Stay with us.
Don’t sink to the bottom
like a fish going to sleep.
Be with the ocean moving steadily all night,
not scattered like a rainstorm.
The spring we’re looking for is somewhere in this murkiness
see the night-lights up there traveling together,
the candle awake in its gold dish.
Don’t slide into the cracks of the ground like spilled mercury.
When the full moon comes out,
look around.
RUMI
Don’t sink to the bottom
like a fish going to sleep.
Be with the ocean moving steadily all night,
not scattered like a rainstorm.
The spring we’re looking for is somewhere in this murkiness
see the night-lights up there traveling together,
the candle awake in its gold dish.
Don’t slide into the cracks of the ground like spilled mercury.
When the full moon comes out,
look around.
RUMI
Sunday, January 6, 2008
first entry
This is a preview to my delayed, but in the works website. I mostly want to have this available so that people can access information and my teaching schedule on line.
Namaste
Namaste
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