I’ve been reflecting on the pieces of HAPPY that have made me feel finally full.
If I guess, I’d say it was 2006 when I started collectingRUMi poetry.
A friend gave me the poem, The Guest House, in 2003 when I was recovering my heart from a man who wasn’t supposed to keep it. Back then I hardly understand the meaning beyond the surface.
I wasn’t ready to know what it meant.
Now, I know.
I know RUMi.
His poetry speaks of love for the DIVINE Source, an energy that also lives within us and connects us to our lives and to others. It’s a love that cannot be ruptured. When I learned that, not intellectually but in my soul, I understood how important RUMi’s poetry was for my journey.
I’m writing 50 things that have made me happy.
This begins number 31.
This week I’m including written and spoken words belonging to my favorite ecstatic poet.
These words give me life.
Remember you can check out the first 5 of my list of the 50 ways I found happy. Start at 1 and read from there to here.
Let each group of 5 sink in.
Ponder them. Practice them, if you want.
Maybe you’ll agree, maybe not. Maybe they’ll inspire you to add to my list.
Tell me what you think or add to my list in the comments section.
Hope these make you live!
See ya next week. Till then, live above ordinary.
I will, too.