Moving Water by Rumi

I have been feeling disconnected from my spirit lately. I don't want to be lying to myself, hoping for the impossible. I also don't want to be unable to move forward because of the past. Most importantly, I want to be healthy, make healthy choices, and live a healthy life. Sometimes, I can easily lose track.

Some one told me about a poem by Rumi the other day. It brought up my love affair with him that started back in high school. This is one of my favorite poems by the famous poet, and I think that you can easily see why, once you read it. It's soul cleansing.

Moving Water

When  you do things from your soul, you feel a river moving in you, a joy.

  When actions come from another section, the feeling disappears.  

 Don't let others lead you.  They may be blind or, worse, vultures.

 Reach for the rope of God.  

 And what is that?  Putting aside self-will.

 Because of willfulness people sit in jail, the trapped bird's wings are tied, fish sizzle in the skillet.

 The anger of police is willfulness.  You've seen a magistrate inflict visible punishment.  

 Now see the invisible. 

 If you could leave your selfishness, you would see how you've been torturing your soul.  

 We are born and live inside black water in a well.

 How could we know what an open field of sunlight is? 

Don't insist on going where you think you want to go.  

Ask the way to the spring. 

 Your living pieces will form a harmony. 

 There is a moving palace that floats in the air 

with balconies and clear water flowing through, 

infinity everywhere, yet contained under a single tent.

This is just another reminder that I cannot do this-- living this life-- alone. I cannot use my self-will and think that life will go smoothly. I have to let it go,and give it to God. 

Hope all of you are one with your soul, fitting together with the language of the world. I always have to remember: Maktub....It is written. 

 <3 Amelia

A little bit about Rumi:
"Jelaluddin Rumi, the 13th century mystic poet, was truly one of the most passionate and profound poets in history.  Now, today his presence still remains strong, due in part to how his words seem to drip of the divine, and startle a profound rememberance that links all back to the Soul-Essence.  Born in what is present day Afghanistan in 1207, he produced his master work the Masnawi which consists of over 60,000 poems before he died in 1273.  The best way to fully say in words his impact, is that he has the ability to describe the Indescribable, Ineffable-- God"

I hear your heart beat to the beat of the drums.

My delicious heart shaped frosted sugar cookies.

When I was in the midst of heartache and turmoil, back when my relationship of several years was falling apart, my mom always used to say, "You can't help who you are going to fall in love with."

It would always made me feel comforted, because it is totally, utterly true. Love. Just. Happens.

All I know of LOVE is LOVE is all there is.

 I am in more of an acceptance impression of the first three important aspects of life:  

   I can't, GOD can, I will let him. I am truly more accepting of the way things turn out in life, including everything from the weather, people, "coincidences", places, things...etc. Why? Because of that phrase above.... It's a necessity in my life. The people I have/had the privilege of talking to remind me of that.

In this amazing book called the Alchemist, which I have talked about a time or two, there is a word that stands out in my mind. Maktub. This word, in Sanskrit, means, "It has been written," or something to the effect of that. It was brought up in this book when the boy, who is on his personal legend, is trying to figure out how and why the things that are happening actually do happen on a scary trip through the war rampant dessert. Well, the Camel driver told him, "Maktub."

It comes to me time to time. It is a better word that "coincidence". It is better than "miracle". It is perfect, because it is exactly something that I can focus on to ground me. To bring me back to center. To remind me that, no, I am not some super awesome being that the world revolves around, but because I believe in a power greater than myself, I know and have come to have faith in what has been written for me. There is not controlling this life.

Things in life will happen NO MATTER WHAT. It is how you REACT and RESPOND to those things which define you. 

It's a sad day when you have to face your best friend, named denial, and tell them it's "not working out anymore." Haha, yeah, right, what are you talking about..? But when you come to terms with something that is hard to let go of, it's easier to admit it than to keep on believing it, even though it may be hard. Really fucking hard. The admitting part. Ouch. </3

A line from a movie keeps hitting me: "How could I have loved something that I never had?"

Well, the only way I can answer that is because in my heart, I did have it. I still do have it. It's not going anywhere, but the boundary I give to it can be moved back, until it is out of harms way. 

It is better to have loved, than to never have loved at all.

<3 Amelia