2010/04/17 
This beautiful poem by the Sufi poet Rumi seemed a perfect postscript for the previous post “How Insight and Loving-kindness Free Us from Mental Parasites.” And the music of “Cry, Cry, Cry” (Richard Shindell, Lucy Kaplansky, and Dar Williams) seemed an appropriate way to wrap up the post. Enjoy!
May we all skillfully and compassionately attend the “guests” of our human being!
Learn the Alchemy True Human Beings Know!
This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.
A joy, a depression, a meanness, some momentary awareness comes as an unexpected visitor.
Welcome and attend them all!
Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows, who violently sweep your house empty of its furniture, still, treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out for some new delight.
The dark thought, the shame, the malice, meet them at the door laughing, and invite them in.
Be grateful for whoever comes, because each has been sent as a guide from beyond.
Welcome difficulty.
Rumi
Learn the alchemy True Human Beings know: the moment you accept what troubles you’ve been given, the door opens.
Welcome difficulty as a familiar comrade.
Joke with torment brought by a Friend.
Sorrows are the rags of old clothes and jackets that serve to cover, and then are taken off.
That undressing, and the beautiful naked body underneath, is the sweetness that comes after grief.
Click to hear “By Way of Sorrow” by Cry, Cry, Cry (Richard Shindell, Lucy Kaplansky, and Dar Williams):
Buy at iTunes: http://itunes.apple.com/us/album/by-way-of-sorrow/id326890174?i=326890196
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Metta Refuge 
Rumi my mystical poems i love it Thank you.
These are my alltime favorite love poems, written by Rumi, the 13th century mystic love poet.. I truly hope these poems will bring more love to the world.
Not Christian or Jew or Muslim, not Hindu, Buddhist, sufi, or zen. Not any religion or cultural system. I am not from the East or the West, not out of the ocean or up from the ground, not natural or ethereal, not composed of elements at all. I do not exist, am not an entity in this world or the next, did not descend from Adam or Eve or any origin story. My place is placeless, a trace of the traceless. Neither body or soul. I belong to the beloved, have seen the two worlds as one and that one call to and know, first, last, outer, inner, only that breath breathing human being.
Mevlana Rumi (1207 – 1273)
Source: Rumi
Salvation
There is no salvation for the soul
But to fall in Love.
It has to creep and crawl
Among the Lovers first.
Only Lovers can escape
From these two worlds.
This was written in creation.
Only from the Heart
Can you reach the sky.
The rose of Glory
Can only be raised in the Heart.
Rumi on love and unity
A lover asked his beloved,
Do you love yourself more
than you love me?
The beloved replied,
I have died to myself
and I live for you.
I’ve disappeared from myself
and my attributes.
I am present only for you.
I have forgotten all my learnings,
but from knowing you
I have become a scholar.
I have lost all my strength,
but from your power
I am able.
If I love myself
I love you.
If I love you
I love myself.
Mevlana Rumi (1207 – 1273)
Shiva from Montreal
Dear Shiva,
Thanks so much for sharing these wonderful poems of Rumi with everyone. I had not read them before. They are so beautiful and convey so much depth, heart, and love. Anyone who reads these beautiful poems will be blessed and changed; they only need open their hearts.
Thanks for stopping by.
With warm wishes,
Steve