It’s our Wednesday love list post today.
First, I want to share this passage excerpted from a longer Rumi poem, just because it’s beautiful. The list of those needing your love and encouragement come after the poem:
“Spring, and everything outside is growing, even the tall cypress tree. We must not leave this place. Around the lip of the cup we share, these words: My Life Is Not Mine.
… Rub the cup across your forehead. This day is outside living and dying. … This day is conscious of itself. This day is a lover, bread, and gentleness, more manifest than saying can say. Thoughts take form with words, but this daylight is beyond and before thinking and imagining. Those two, they are so thirsty, but this gives smoothness to water. Their mouths are dry, and they are tired. The rest of this poem is too blurry for them to read.”
—from The Essential Rumi
This Wednesday, or whenever you come to this page, please hold the following people in your hearts. Send them whatever good wishes, warmth, & blessing feels right.
- send love to Mary, on the occasion of her birthday. It comes amidst a season of much love and much loss.
- hold Sandra in your hearts, you community of grievers. We love and understand each other in ways the “outside” world does not.
- imagine the creative flow of love and good words for the writing group. No one asked, but let’s send it out to them anyway.
- and send out your blessings on a new marriage for RR. It’s a weird one for her, but love is everywhere, even in the strangest of forms.
- to all of those mentioned here, and all of you who want to be here, but couldn’t ask: may there be beauty, love, and solace welling up inside your day, today, and in the days to come.
May you know love.
May you know kindness.
May you be free from suffering.
May the love that is offered find you
and bring you peace.
If you, or someone you care about, would like to be added to the list for next Wednesday’s post, send me a message.