Rumi's Oracle today

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Dearest Ones,

 

i so love listening to Rumi give out the advice for my Heart each day, and i

so am beyond even calling it trust, for that implies some need to be or do

something as this Love, this faith is born of Itself, and of course that

makes no sense, but when did Beloved ever make any sense? What Ravenous and

crazy madmen for Love, that God has made us! So Rumiji has said this for us

this day Beloveds, for Us my Beloved of my Heart. Rumisanjiloveliness,

Loving hi Shams-i-Light -

 

The Center of the Fire

 

No more wine for me!

I'm past delighting in the thick red

and the clear white.

 

I'm thirsty for my own blood

as it moves into a field of action.

 

Draw the keenest blade you have

and strike, until the head circles

about the body.

 

Make a mountain of skulls like that.

Split me apart.

 

Don't stop at the mouth!

Don't listen to anything i say.

I must enter the center of the fire.

 

Fire is my child

but i must be consumed

and become fire.

 

Why is there crackling and smoke?

Because the firewood and the flames

are still talking:

"You are too dense. Go away!"

"You are too wavering. I have solid form."

 

In the blackness those two friends keep arguing.

Like a wanderer with no face.

Like the most powerful bird in existence

sitting on its perch, refusing to move.

 

What can I say to someone so curled up with wanting,

so constricted in his love?

 

Break your pitcher against a rock.

We don't need any longer

to haul pieces of the ocean around.

 

We must drown, away from heroism,

and descriptions of heroism.

 

Like a pure spirit lying down, pulling

its body over it, like a bride her husband

for a cover to keep her warm.

 

 

Love,

Mazie

 

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