Valuable keenness.


I have been meditating on the words of Rumi all day:

“There is one thing in this world which you must never forget to do … human beings come to this world to do particular work. That work is the purpose, and each is specific to the person … Give your life to the one who already owns your breath and your moments … If you don’t … you will be wasting valuable keenness and foolishly ignoring your dignity and your purpose.”

I’ve been meditating on this … and forgiveness.

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Rumi right.


Every once in a while, my daily reading reveals a gem … a cosmic connection to what’s actually going on in my mind. Here’s an example.

Who makes these changes?
I shoot an arrow right.
It lands left.
I ride after a deer
and find myself chased by a hog.
I plot to get what I want
and end up in prison.
I dig pits to trap others
and fall in.

I should be suspicious
of what I want.

-from A Year With Rumi: Daily Readings by Coleman Barks

20 September

Bright core of failure.


I’m meditating on abundance today, a practice that grows richer with the concept of flow.

The title of this post refers to a poem written by Rumi. Whether you’re flourishing in success or lamenting a failure, it is really all the “same glory,” as his words are translated. “You live in beautiful forms, and you are the energy that breaks form,” Rumi writes. “All light, neither this nor that.”

My yoga teacher Nancy Ayala

What a lovely expression of abundance, of flow. No matter what you face or how you get there, your personal power fills that place where experience lives with its light. It’s the epidemy of abundance, coming from a place of “full” … able to move in and out, back and forth, up and down, no matter what it looks like on the outside.

At the end of each yoga class, my teacher says, “My light sees your light.” I can’t help but feel full then, feel the abundance of life.

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This now is it.


Father Reason

The universe is a form of divine law,
your reasonable father.

When you feel ungrateful to him,
The shapes of the world seem mean and ugly.

Make peace with that father, the elegant patterning,
and every experience will fill with immediacy.

Because I love this, I am never bored.
Beauty constantly wells up like the noise of springwater
in my ear. Tree limbs rise and fall like ecstatic arms.
Leaf sounds talk together like poets
making fresh metaphors.

The green felt cover slips;
we get a flash of the mirror underneath.

The conventional opinion of this poetry
is that it shows great optimism for the future.
But Father Reason says, No need to announce the future.

This now is it. Your deepest need and desire
is satisfied by this moment's energy
here in your hand.
                                                             ~Rumi

I find great comfort in these words. I hope you do, too.

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I think to myself…


I wake this morning to hear Louis Armstrong singing softly in my head:

“…I see friends shaking hands, sayin’ ‘How do you do?’ They’re really sayin’, ‘I love you’ …”

How powerful is that?

The Sufi master Rumi writes words about the morning water and a poet. “The wine of nonexistence makes us God-drunk,” he says. “Intoxicated that way, we are purified.” It is the poet who pours this wine through poetry. “Read from your soul. Let it bring you morning water and a poet.” Surely a  poet brings my morning water to me today.

Japanese Nation of the world, this goes out to you.

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