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Oneness
Little water dropSo pure, fresh, beautifulYou leave your family in the seaAnd drop into my handfor a momentto spark my joyto bring me my messageThen you go back to the skyto reunite with your familySo will we
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Mirror
“The beauty you see in me is a reflection of you” -Rumi Each one of us is a mirror of the other. What I see in you is what I have in me. Therefore I am able to recognize it. If I see kindness in you I have that too. If I see hatred, it…
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Quotes shaping my life
Nothing more to say. These quotes have been shaping who I am, and how I have been going through life as a human being. This post will always remain unfinished. Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw…
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Silence
I saw the most beautiful human connection in the absence of words. When you remove the words, what is left behind are the gaze, the smile, the touch, the breath. Pure presence. Have you ever looked into someone’s eyes, really looked, and saw the soul behind them? Have you seen yourself in that soul? Have…
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Certainly
by Candan Ercetin – lyrics of a Turkish song If the sun sets every evening and then rises again every morningIf the flowers fade and then blossom againIf the deepest wounds healAnd the greatest pains are forgottenTell me why I shall fear lifeTell me why I shall remain the sameCertainly, at times I will blossom…
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The guesthouse
by Mevlana Jalal al-din Rumi This being human is a guesthouse. Every morning new arrival. A joy, depression, meanness, Some momentary awareness comes as an unexpected visitor. Welcome and entertain them all! Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows Who violently sweep your house Empty of its furniture Still treat each guest honorably. He may…
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Cramped
I feel cramped these days, or honestly months. Have you ever felt like being happy and content with the life you have, yet have a calling to do something else? And that the time is flying and you are somehow stuck? That is how I feel now. I am happy and content with the life…
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Second chance
A few weeks ago I went to a milonga. At the entrance as I was changing my shoes and preparing to enter the dance hall, I saw a milonguera arriving who did not see. She had a stick in her hand, carefully exploring her surroundings to find the right way. I had seen her before.…