In one moment, we are now forever,
in one moment...
Stichwörter: inspirational rumi awakening oneness
I like to borrow a metaphor from the great poet and mystic Rumi who talks about living like a drawing compass. One leg of the compass is static. It is fixed and rooted in a certain spot. Meanwhile, the other leg draws a huge wide circle around the first one, constantly moving. Just like that, one part of my writing is based in Istanbul. It has strong local roots. Yet at the same time the other part travels the whole wide world, feeling connected to several cities, cultures, and peoples.
Elif ShafakSorrow prepares you for joy. It violently sweeps everything out of your house, so that new joy can find space to enter. It shakes the yellow leaves from the bough of your heart, so that fresh, green leaves can grow in their place. It pulls up the rotten roots, so that new roots hidden beneath have room to grow. Whatever sorrow shakes from your heart, far better things will take their place.
Rumi (Jalal ad-Din Muhammad ar-Rumi)Stichwörter: sorrow joy transformation rumi
We may know who we are or we may not. We may be Muslims, Jews or Christians but until our hearts become the mould for every heart we will see only our differences.
Rumi (Jalal ad-Din Muhammad ar-Rumi)Stichwörter: poems rumi little-book-of-love speak-to-the-heart
…the work of the (Muslim Sufi) dervish community
was to open the heart,
explore the mystery of union,
to fiercely search for and try to say the truth,
and to celebrate the glory and difficulty
in being in human incarnation.
Stichwörter: spirituality rumi glory-of-life
This is how I would die
into the love I have for you:
As pieces of cloud
dissolve in sunlight.
Stichwörter: rumi
Shams was the wind that would blow the scholar's turban off from Rumi's head, and turn a quiet academic into an enthusiastic lover of God.
Cihan OkuyucuStichwörter: rumi shams-tabriz
I will soothe you and heal you,
I will bring you roses.
I too have been covered with thorns.
Stichwörter: poetry mysticism rumi
You dance inside my chest,
where no one sees you,
but sometimes I do, and that
sight becomes this art.
If there were no way into God, I would not have lain in the grave of this body so long.
Rumi (Jalal ad-Din Muhammad ar-Rumi)Stichwörter: god death grave rumi
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