Sublime

remember to remember.

Spiritual deadness is a habit. Something in us wants to be dead—wants to escape our reality—and we’ve expressed this desire in a hundred little patterns and habits.

When the imposed holiness of asceticism is removed, there is the challenge and the choice of finding the sacred amidst plenty and pleasure.

inspiration, insight, and the feeling of being continually haunted by how paltry and posturing our ordinary “self” really is.

Every breath, R. Hanina reminds us, is both a summons and an opportunity to be grateful.

A letting go, letting the walls of identity crumble, and turning toward that which remains.

Attar was a Sufi master who developed through his poetry and teachings the concept of “spiritual alchemy,” in which the soul was treated like a transmutable base metal that must be rid of impurities before it can be restored to its original, pristine—one could say golden—state. Like most Sufis, Attar considered all souls to be receptacles for God’s

gardener and you detect only foul odors rising in

It is through communing with nature that we move closer to our own nature.