aurea-corde:

thebuddhistmind:

The power of love came into me, and I became fierce like a lion, then tender like the evening star.

Rumi

I am in the evening star stage and it is so uncomfortable to have to deal with Big Soft Emotions give me my cold rational discourse back

aspiritualwarrior:

Oh soul,
you worry too much.
You have seen your own strength.
You have seen your own beauty.
You have seen your golden wings.
Of anything less,
why do you worry?
You are in truth
the soul, of the soul, of the soul.

~ Rumi

finita–la–commedia:

“You have learnt so much
And read a thousand books.
Have you ever read your Self ?
You have gone to mosque and temple.
Have you ever visited your soul ?”

— Baba Bulleh Shah (1680–1757), from “Look into Yourself”
in “Islamic Mystical Poetry. Sufi Verse from the Mystics to Rumi”, translated by Mahmood Jamal

cwote:

When you love, I think it’s better to love with your whole heart than to be safe and reserved. I know it might set you up for getting your heart broken which is no fun, but even if that does happen, at least you know that you gave it your all. If it didn’t work out, it wasn’t your fault because you were brave enough to say, “hey, I love the absolute shit out of you, I hope that’s enough”.

naturaekos:

“There are painters who transform the sun to a yellow spot, but there are others who with the help of their art and their intelligence, transform a yellow spot into sun.”

— Pablo Picasso

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