Keep playing, tambourine, keep playing. You will reach the kingdom.
O One who is the confidant of men and women, don’t worry.
Be brave. Continue reading “Shine (3/29/2026)”
Shine (3/29/2026)
Reading Rumi
Imaginations of Your Confused Heart (3/22/2026)
O one who enjoys the tunes of doubt and suspicion,
all these are the imaginations of your confused heart.
You are nothing,
and nothing could never be displayed to your eyes
as a something
better than this.
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations, Volume 4, rubai 1433, page 30.
Now is the Time (3/15/2026)
O cupbearer of the soul,
go to the One who has a beautiful voice.
He is the eternal melody.
Listen to it, O falcon.
Your heart beats to the sound of His drum.
That Sultan is waiting for you.
Now is the time to fly back to Him,
the time for you to return.
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations, Volume 4, rubai 1429, page 28.
Fire Teaches Eternal Living (3/8/2026)
My Beloved was walking about the garden yesterday, saying,
“O Great Greenness, there are hundreds who tolerate Your oppressions.
But, is there anyone like Me?” Continue reading “Fire Teaches Eternal Living (3/8/2026)”
Tiny Bits of Your Sorrow (3/1/2026)
I listen to the melodies of Your sorrow in my soul.
In fact, aren’t all souls just tiny bits of Your sorrow?
They keep turning and shining by the light of Your sorrow,
in the air of their longing for You.
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations, Volume 4, rubai 1425, page 26.
When You’re in Silence (2/22/2026)
O my fast flyer, fly to the land of Absence.
Don’t stay here on this side.
O my thought, my understanding, go to the House of Secrecy, Continue reading “When You’re in Silence (2/22/2026)”
I am Still Dreaming (2/15/2026)
I keep running with the hope of finding the Beloved,
because my life has come almost to its end,
and I am still dreaming.
Assuming I will eventually find the Beloved,
how can I find the time which has already passed?
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations, Volume 4, rubai 1404, page 15.
Persistance (2/8/2026)
I turn so much around my heart
that my body cannot carry my weight,
and my soul cannot stand my fight. Continue reading “Persistance (2/8/2026)”
Never Say, “This is the End.” (2/1/2026)
The wine which is forbidden to the body
is served freely to the soul of the one
who is free from attachments to this world.
Pour us more, O Cupbearer. Never say, “This is the end.”
Who knows where our beginning is? Or, our end?
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations, Volume 4, rubai 1401, page 14.
Death (1/25/2026)
How long do you think you can escape death
by watching the purple color of the Judas tree, by listening to the sound of the organ?
Look and see: They’re pulling and dragging you away,
Although really, we are returning to Him. Continue reading “Death (1/25/2026)”