How will you know the difficulties of being human if you’re always flying off to blue perfection? Where will you plant your grief-seeds? We need ground to scrape and hoe, not the sky of unspecified desire. ~Rumi
O God, reveal to the soul that place where speech has no letters, so that the pure soul may go headlong toward the expanse of nonexistence out of which we are fed. ~Rumi
Why are you so afraid of silence? Silence is the root of everything. If you spiral into its void, a hundred voices will thunder messages you long to hear. ~Rumi
Let life live through you. Don’t worry that your life is turning upside down. How do you know the side you are used to is better than the one to come? ~Rumi