Path by Jack Hirschman Go to your broken heart. If you think you don’t have one, get one. To get one, be sincere. Learn sincerity of intent by letting life enter because you’re helpless, really, to do otherwise. Even as you try escaping, let it take you and tear you open like a letter sent like a sentence inside you've waited for all your life though you’ve committed nothing. Let it send you up. Let it break you, heart. Broken-heartedness is the beginning of all real receptio

Meditation, so I’ve heard, is best accomplished if you entertain a certain strict posture. Frankly, I prefer just to lounge under a tree. So why should I think I could ever be successful? Some days I fall asleep, or land in that even better place — half asleep — where the world, spring, summer, autumn, winter — flies through my mind in its hardy ascent and its uncompromising descent. So I just lie like that, while distance and time reveal their true attitudes: they never hear

Thanks so much to my dear friend Brynna Hurwitz for sharing this with me, and for reading it today in class. When I run after what I...

Today I opened randomly "The Essential Rumi", and my eyes fell into this poem. I have been listening to a beautiful piano solo by Johan...

I first read this poem in the beautiful compilation "Risking Everything 110 Poems of Love and Revelation". Here it is: This Much I Do...

Thanks to my dear friend Monica Korde, Poet Laureate of Belmont and a wonderful person, for sharing this poem with me. A Center By Ha Jin...

This poem found me again a couple days ago. Thank you Toni Goodman, for sharing it with us at your Poetry circle, years ago. Poetry has a...

Going through some pages of "The Essential Rumi" , translation by Coleman Barks, I encounter this very familiar, very short and profound...

No better love than love with no object, no more satisfying work than work with no purpose. If you could give up tricks and cleverness,...

I have been keeping "The Essential Rumi" by my bedside for the past weeks. Here is a poem that has been calling my attention. Favorite...

Wonderful to go back and read some poems from the incredible book "Mala Of The Heart" , here is this one by Kabir: I felt in need of a...

I receive emails from a great organization based in the UK that I'm part of, called "The Society of Yoga Practitioners"...

I have been enjoying my classes with Elizabeth Bossart , learning about Ayurveda, including what kind of food is better for my...

I read this years ago, and it came back to mind during one of our conversations at the beginning of a yoga class. “We shall not cease from exploration And the end of all our exploring Will be to arrive where we started And know the place for the first time. Through the unknown, unremembered gate When the last of earth left to discover Is that which was the beginning; At the source of the longest river The voice of the hidden waterfall And the children in the apple-tree Not kn

Here is a poem I read today in class, also by Hafiz, from the book "The Gift" The Idiot's Warehouse I know the idiot's warehouse Is...

It has been really wonderful to spend more time reading the book "The Gift" by Hafiz . It nourishes my soul. Here is another poem: The...

Another poem from the book "The Gift", poems by Hafiz , translations by Daniel Ladinsky. YOUR MOTHER AND MY MOTHER Fear is the cheapest...

I have been reading the beautiful book "The Gift", poems by Hafiz , translation by Daniel Ladinsky. What a treat! This is a poem from...

Here are some short poems from the book "The Gift", by Hafiz . NO CONFLICT No Conflict when the flute is playing For then I see every...

A short and sweet one for today. I don't know why I haven't added it to my Blog yet. Always loved it. Gratitude for today. This moment, this love, comes to rest in me, many beings in one being. In one wheat grain a thousand sheaf-stacks. Inside the needle's eye, a turning night of stars. Photography by Jean-Luc Clemente Read more of my favorite Rumi's poems #rumi #poetry