Jalal ad-Din Rumi (1207 – 1273) Persian poet, jurist, theologian, and Sufi mystic.

Rumi

In celebration of the human spirit, here are some inspiring thoughts from Rumi,

A Star Without a Name …
When a baby is taken from the wet nurse,
it easily forgets her
and starts eating solid food.

Seeds feed awhile on ground,
then lift up into the sun.

So you should taste the filtered light
and work your way toward wisdom
with no personal covering.

That’s how you came here, like a star
without a name. Move across the night sky
with those anonymous lights.

The Guest House …
This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.

A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
As an unexpected visitor.

Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.

The dark thought, the shame, the malice,
meet them at the door laughing,
and invite them in.

Be grateful for whoever comes,
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.

Two Kinds of Intelligence …
There are two kinds of intelligence: one acquired,
as a child in school memorizes facts and concepts
from books and from what the teacher says,
collecting information from the traditional sciences
as well as from the new sciences.

With such intelligence you rise in the world.
You get ranked ahead or behind others
in regard to your competence in retaining
information. You stroll with this intelligence
in and out of fields of knowledge, getting always more
marks on your preserving tablets.

There is another kind of tablet, one
already completed and preserved inside you.
A spring overflowing its springbox. A freshness
in the center of the chest. This other intelligence
does not turn yellow or stagnate. It’s fluid,
and it doesn’t move from outside to inside
through conduits of plumbing-learning.

This second knowing is a fountainhead
from within you, moving out.

Quotes for thought …

There is a life-force within your soul, seek that life.

There is a gem in the mountain of your body, seek that
mine.

O traveler, if you are in search of That
Don’t look outside, look inside yourself and seek That.

In the end, the mountains of imagination were nothing
but a house.
And this grand life of mine was nothing but an excuse.

You’ve been hearing my story so patiently for a lifetime
Now hear this: it was nothing but a fairy tale.

In love, aside from sipping the wine of timelessness,
nothing else exists.

There is no reason for living except for giving one’s life.

I said, “First I know you, then I die.”
He said, “For the one who knows Me, there is no dying.”

You were born with wings. Why prefer to crawl through life?

Don’t grieve. Anything you lose comes round in another form.

Let the beauty of what you love be what you do.

Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and right doing, there is a field. I will meet you there.

The minute I heard my first love story I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was.

Lovers don’t finally meet somewhere. They’re in each other all along.

Everyone has been made for some particular work, and the desire for that work has been put in every heart.

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