Quietness
Inside this new love, die.
Your way begins on the other side.
Become the sky.
Take an axe to the prison wall.
Escape.
Walk out like somebody suddenly born into color.
Do it now.
You’re covered with thick cloud.
Slide out the side.
Die,
and be quiet. Quietness is the surest sign
that you’ve died.
Your old life was a frantic running
from silence.
The speechless full moon
comes out now.
-Rumi
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I am delighted to share another beautiful submission to the Monk in the World guest post series from the community. Read on for Melanie-Préjean Sullivan’s reflection on her morning prayer practice. I have always been a student of spirituality. From the time I could read,
A Blessing for Friendship and Community*God of friendshipI come to know your love and carethrough the embodied presence of others.Weave me together with kindred spirits,knit me more closely with friends of the soul,cultivate in me a kinship with humanityso that I recognize my struggles and
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This is my intention. I keep believing that I can do this slowly, one bit at a time, but sooner or later there needs to be an ending before there can be the new beginning. It is simple, but never easy. Thank you for posting this beautiful encouagement.
Oh my. Rumi always knows how to cut through the chaos and strike a chord in my hard. Tears streaming down my face makes it hard to type. Thank you.
I’m weeping, which I guess means I needed this.
Songbird, it made me weep as well, so I know it is speaking to my heart, glad it could speak to yours as well.