YOU ARE THE LIGHT. You. Yes, you. Shine, baby.
(As an aside, from the second I decided on the FB post last night "Shine" from Collective Soul has been in my head. Now, it will be in yours.
Today's Rumi poem is beautiful - of course.
(As an aside, from the second I decided on the FB post last night "Shine" from Collective Soul has been in my head. Now, it will be in yours.
Today's Rumi poem is beautiful - of course.
Each moment revelation flashes from heaven to the soul;
How long will you live like dregs in wine?
Rise up! Your darkness makes you heavy like dregs–
Burn them in love! Rise clapping your hands to the top of the jar,
Don’t constantly stir up mud.
If you want your water clear
Let your dregs become transparent
Let your grief settle.
There is a soul like a flame
Its smoke is greater than its light
When there is too much smoke
there is no more light in the house
Lessen that smoke and flame will leap thru and bless you.
Don’t you know yet
It is your light that lights the worlds?
Stare into filthy water and how can you expect ever to see the moon and heaven?
The moon and heaven hides when the air grows dark;
It’s the north wind that scours the air pure
The morning breeze that sweeps all clouds from dawn;
It is tears of longing that clean the mirror of the heart.
Pray! pray always!
Meditation and adoration are your breath!
And if your breathing stops a moment
Your life will end!
The soul in its exile longs for its kingdom beyond space–
Why does its animal half feed so long in fields of death?
Your essential soul is noble
How long will you look in darkness?
You are the royal eagle!
Listen! The king is whistling for you!
How long will you live like dregs in wine?
Rise up! Your darkness makes you heavy like dregs–
Burn them in love! Rise clapping your hands to the top of the jar,
Don’t constantly stir up mud.
If you want your water clear
Let your dregs become transparent
Let your grief settle.
There is a soul like a flame
Its smoke is greater than its light
When there is too much smoke
there is no more light in the house
Lessen that smoke and flame will leap thru and bless you.
Don’t you know yet
It is your light that lights the worlds?
Stare into filthy water and how can you expect ever to see the moon and heaven?
The moon and heaven hides when the air grows dark;
It’s the north wind that scours the air pure
The morning breeze that sweeps all clouds from dawn;
It is tears of longing that clean the mirror of the heart.
Pray! pray always!
Meditation and adoration are your breath!
And if your breathing stops a moment
Your life will end!
The soul in its exile longs for its kingdom beyond space–
Why does its animal half feed so long in fields of death?
Your essential soul is noble
How long will you look in darkness?
You are the royal eagle!
Listen! The king is whistling for you!
