You have said what you are.
I am what I am.
Your actions inside my head,
my head here in my hands,
with something circling inside.
I have no name for what circles
so perfectly.

-Rumi

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Your grief for what you've lost holds a mirror
up to where you're bravely working.

Expecting the worst, you look and instead,
here's the joyful face you've been wanting to see.

Your hand opens and closes and closes and opens.
If it were always a closed fist or an open palm,
you would be paralyzed.

Your deepest presence is in every contraction and expansion.
Each of the two as beautifully balanced and coordinated
and free as a bird's wings in flight.
Now fly.

- Rumi

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Out beyond ideas of right or wrong

there is a field

I will meet you there.

- Rumi

 

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