Pain exists only in resistance

“Pain exists only in resistance.
Joy exists only in acceptance.
Painful situations which you heartily accept become joyful.
Joyful situations which you do not accept become painful.
There is no such thing as a bad experience.
Bad experiences are simply the creations of your resistance
to what is.” — Rumi

I am your moon

I am your moon and your moonlight too

I am your flower garden and your water too

I have come all this way, eager for you

Without shoes or shawl

I want you to laugh

To kill all your worries

To love you

To nourish you.

Rumi

As a Particle of Dust

As a Particle of Dust

Come let's speak
of our souls
let's even hide from
our ears and eyes

like a rose garden
always keep a smile
like imagination
talk without a sound

like the spirit
reigning the world
telling the secrets
uttering no word

let's get away from
all the clever humans
who put words in our mouth
let's only say what our hearts desire

even our hands and feet
sense every inner move
let's keep silence
but make our hearts move

the mystery of destiny
knows the life of
speck after speck of dust
let's tell our story as a particle of dust

~Maulana Rumi


Translation by Nader Khalili

The truth was a mirror in the hands of God.

The truth was a mirror in the hands of God. It fell, and broke into pieces. Everybody took a piece of it, and they looked at it and thought they had the truth. 

~ Rumi

One Vision.

ONE VISION

Day and night, no difference.
The sun *is* the moon: An amalgam.
Their gold and silver melt together.

This is the season when
the dead branch and the green branch
are the same branch.

Nightmares fill with light like a holiday.
Humans and angels speak one language.
The elusive ones finally meet.

Good and evil, dead and alive,
everything blooms
from one natural stem.

You know this already, I'll stop.
Any direction you turn
it's one vision.

-- Rumi --

(trans. Coleman Barks)

The rhythms of love

Without love

there can be no joy or happiness

no beauty

no harmony in the world

even if hundreds of raindrops fall from the cloud

no secret pearls can be found in the sea

without the rhythms of love

~Mevlana Rumi