Sublime

Here’s the new rule: break the wineglass, and fall toward the glassblower’s breath. This that is tormented and very tired, tortured with restraints like a madman, this heart. Still you keep breaking the shell to get the taste of its kernel!

Hazrat Inayat Khan

As Pablo Neruda says:

When our sense of self is confined to the prison of the ego’s habits and patterns, that self is, to a great extent, perpetuating its own misery. Rumi described egoism as “an inch-deep river in which we drown.”

Be melting snow. Wash yourself of yourself.

Sufi poet Rumi once wrote, “Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and right-doing, there is a field. I’ll meet you there.”

The likeness of the life of the present is as the rain which We send down from the skies: by its mingling arises the produce of the earth—