A Year With Rumi
The other night I borrowed a book from work titled “A Year With Rumi.” Rumi was a 13th century poet whose work is still quoted and embraced as gospel for those searching for a deeper meaning in life. My intention was to use the book as a prop, but while flipping through the pages I found myself immersed in his words. Since there are 365 pieces, I naturally flipped to the dates that held significance to me- birthdays, holidays, etc. Then I turned to the poem of that present date- July 19. It’s strange sometimes how messages sneak up on you when you are least expecting it. I felt a really strong connection to this particular piece of writing, and had it not been that exact day I may never have uncovered it. To me this piece is about living for and recognizing who we are meant to be… Accepting our differences and embracing the love inside us that fuels us to make the best choices for our individual life paths.
“Love for Certain Work”
Traveling is as refreshing for some
as staying at home is for others.
Solitude in a mountain place
fills with companionship for this one,
and weariness for that one.
This person loves being in charge
of the workings of a community.
This other one loves the ways
heated iron can be shaped with a hammer.
Each has been given a strong desire
for certain work, a love for these motions,
and all motion is love.
The way sticks and pieces of dead grass and leaves
shift about in the wind
and with the directions of rain and puddle-water
on the ground, those motions
are all following the love
they have been given.
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