Translation, Please
Man, I don't get this blogging stuff. I have never seen another's blog. I don't get the whole thing. Forgive me if I mess it up a bit. PHEW! Any pointers?
I will share this...
Today i was totally humbled by a Rumi poem read in the middle of the night. Shit kicked me in the head, right when I needed it. Some do not like Rumi, his Sufism, or his relation to Islam, but how can you not totally adore a man who wrote about being in love with God. JOY!
So my stomache was grumbling at 3 am...i got up to get chips to eat. I was tired and weepy before i went to bed, asking for a hand with getting why i have been so caught up in my life, unable to focus on God and God's will. I picked up THE ESSENTIAL RUMI translations by Coleman Barks. I opened it to page 68. The poem was entitled FASTING. OH YEAH!
In the poem, Rumi reminds us that we are vessels, containers. Only when we come to God empty, can we be filled with Love and Peace.
I slept hard the rest of the night, was meditative in the morning. And Fasted.
Today is a new day. Tomorrow, too.
Peace is a choice.
posted by tree @ 4:37 PM
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"Ah, but if you are without possessions, how can you give?"
"Everyone gives what he has. the soilder gives strength, the merchant goods, the teacher institution, the farmer rice, teh fisherman fish."
"Very well and what can you give? What have you learned that you can give?"
"I can think, I can wait, I can fast."
"Is that all?"
"I think that is all"
- Siddhartha by Herman Hesse
Should we become empty, God fills us with love. This is what we will always have to give.
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