Sunday, April 22, 2012

the universe will allow you to be lost until you are no longer blind. this is your test. this is your gift.

Thursday, April 12, 2012

“Raise your words, not voice. It is rain that grows flowers, not thunder.”
— Rumi
“This place is a dream. Only a sleeper considers it real. Then death comes like dawn, and you wake up laughing at what you thought was your grief.”
“Study me as much as you like, you will never know me, for I differ a hundred ways from what you see me to be. Put yourself behind my eyes, and see me as I see myself, for I have chosen to dwell in a place you cannot see.”
— Rumi
“Surround yourself with a seedy coffeehouse of intoxicated gods and their infidel poet-priests and poet-priestesses. Develop a working relationship with that stunning, bewildering, driving source of mad desire and infinite depth: the world itself whispering lovely things to you constantly.”

Tuesday, April 10, 2012

“When I am silent, I have thunder hidden inside.”
— Rumi
‎"Prayer is a flower, the ultimate flowering of consciousness. There is nothing higher than that, it is love at its crescendo." Osho

Wednesday, April 4, 2012