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http://alaynacole.gaia.com — Sun, 13 Jan 2008 04:22:41 GMT

To Love is to reach God.
Never will a Lover's chest
feel any sorrow.
Never will a Lover's robe
be touched by mortals.
Never will a Lover's body
be found buried in the earth.
To Love is to reach God.

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http://nikky.gaia.com — Sun, 21 Oct 2007 17:25:18 GMT

Whoever finds love beneath hurt and grief disappears into emptiness with a thousand new disguises. ~Rumi~

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http://be.gaia.com — Thu, 06 Sep 2007 16:07:36 GMT

Say I am You

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http://nikky.gaia.com — Fri, 17 Aug 2007 17:10:17 GMT

The minute I heard my first love story, I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was. Lovers don't finally meet somewhere, they're in each other all along. ~Rumi~ Translator: Coleman Barks

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http://alaynacole.gaia.com — Mon, 30 Jul 2007 00:17:04 GMT

GASP

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http://be.gaia.com — Sun, 29 Jul 2007 05:59:49 GMT

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http://be.gaia.com — Tue, 24 Jul 2007 18:44:34 GMT

LIKE THIS If anyone asks you how the perfect satisfaction of all our sexual wanting will look, lift your face and say, Like this. When someone mentions the gracefulness of the nightsky, climb up on the roof and dance and say, Like this. If anyone wants to know what "spirit" is, or what "God’s fragrance" means, lean your head toward him or her. Keep your face there close. Like this. When someone quotes the old poetic image about clouds gradually uncovering the moon, slowly loosen knot by knot the strings of your robe. Like this. If anyone wonders how Jesus raised the dead, don’t try to explain the miracle. Kiss me on the lips. Like this. Like this. When someone asks what it means to "die for love," point here. If someone asks how tall I am, frown and measure with your fingers the space between the creases on your forehead. This tall. The soul sometimes leaves the body, the returns. When someone doesn’t believe that, walk back into my house. Like this. When lovers moan, they’re telling our story. Like this. I am a sky where spirits live. Stare into this deepening blue, while the breeze says a secret. Like this. When someone asks what there is to do, light the candle in his hand. Like this. How did Joseph’s scent come to Jacob? Huuuuu. How did Jacob’s sight return? Huuuu. A little wind cleans the eyes. Like this. When Shams comes back from Tabriz, he’ll put just his head around the edge of the door to surprise us Like this. From ‘The Essential Rumi’, Translations by Coleman Barks with John Moyne

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http://nikky.gaia.com — Wed, 18 Jul 2007 19:21:40 GMT

No end, no end to the journey no end, no end never how can the heart in love ever stop opening if you love me, you won’t just die once in every moment you will die into me to be reborn Into this new love die your way begins on the other side become the sky take an axe to the prison wall, escape walk out like someone suddenly born into color do it now ~Rumi~ Rumi Songs

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http://nikky.gaia.com — Wed, 18 Jul 2007 03:58:54 GMT

Who is at my door? He said, "Who is at my door?" I said, "Your humble servant." He said, "What business do you have?" I said, "To greet you, 0 Lord." He said, "How long will you journey on?" I said, "Until you stop me." He said, "How long will you boil in the fire?" I said, "Until I am pure. "This is my oath of love. For the sake of love I gave up wealth and position." He said, "You have pleaded your case but you have no witness." I said, "My tears are my witness; the pallor of my face is my proof.' He said, "Your witness has no credibility; your eyes are too wet to see." I said, "By the splendor of your justice my eyes are clear and faultless." He said, "What do you seek?" I said, "To have you as my constant friend." He said, "What do you want from me?" I said, "Your abundant grace." He said, "Who was your companion on the 'ourney? I said, "The thought of you, 0 King." He said, "What called you here?" I said, "The fragrance of your wine." He said, "What brings you the most fulfillment?" I said, "The company of the Emperor." He said, "What do you find there?" I said, "A hundred miracles." He said, "Why is the palace deserted?" I said, "They all fear the thief." He said, "Who is the thief?" I said, "The one who keeps me from -you. He said, "Where is there safety?" I said, "In service and renunciation." He said, "What is there to renounce?" I said, "The hope of salvation." He said, "Where is there calamity?" I said, "In the presence of your love." He said, "How do you benefit from this life?" I said, "By keeping true to myself Now it is time for silence. If I told you about His true essence You would fly from your self and be gone, and neither door nor roof could hold you back!

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http://nikky.gaia.com — Mon, 16 Jul 2007 17:05:45 GMT

When the sweet glance of my true love caught my eyes, Like alchemy, it transformed my copper-like soul. I searched for Him with a thousand hands, He stretched out His arms and clutched my feet. ~Rumi~ Translator: Shahram Shiva

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http://nikky.gaia.com — Wed, 11 Jul 2007 13:46:22 GMT

The Meaning of Love Both light and shadow are the dance of Love. Love has no cause; it is the astrolabe of God’s secrets. Lover and Loving are inseparable and timeless. Although I may try to describe Love when I experience it I am speechless. Although I may try to write about Love I am rendered helpless; my pen breaks and the paper slips away at the ineffable place where Lover, Loving and Loved are one. Every moment is made glorious by the light of Love. From: Love Poems of Rumi - Deepak Chopra Translated by: Fereydoun Kia Edited: Dr Deepak Chopra

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http://nikky.gaia.com — Mon, 09 Jul 2007 23:22:24 GMT

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http://nikky.gaia.com — Thu, 07 Jun 2007 12:21:03 GMT

"One went to the door of the Beloved and knocked. A voice asked, 'Who is there?' He answered, 'It is I.' The voice said, 'There is no room for Me and Thee.' The door was shut. After a year of solitude and deprivation he returned and knocked. A voice from within asked, 'Who is there?' The man said, 'It is Thee.' The door was opened for him." ~Rumi~

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http://nikky.gaia.com — Wed, 23 May 2007 23:40:36 GMT

Come, come, whoever you are.

Wonderer, worshipper, lover of leaving.

It doesn't matter.

Ours is not a caravan of despair.

Come, even if you have broken your vow

a thousand times

Come, yet again, come, come.

~Rumi~

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http://be.gaia.com — Mon, 21 May 2007 12:23:53 GMT

YES!!

an excellent vision indeed!!

I too will channel Reiki and healing light. Thank you Al!

love and gratitude,
Ash

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http://sacredgarden.gaia.com — Sat, 19 May 2007 11:43:03 GMT

i will use Al's excellent idea and begin sending Reiki and love to Iran and to the middle east.

my husband was an exchange student in Shiraz, Iran and that city was called the city of wine, roses and poets. i will keep this image in my mind as I meditate.

thank you for this inspiration.

karen

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http://nikky.gaia.com — Fri, 18 May 2007 19:51:18 GMT

Ah! Al..that is a wONEderful vision...simply beautiful...now that you have presented it, I am sure something will flow, as more come by and read this intention, there will BE some expression of LOVE..a connection of hearts..a flow of energy. As soon as there is a flowering, I will pour it here, as I am sure more hearts will as well...:) love love and more love, :)

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http://altherunner.gaia.com — Fri, 18 May 2007 14:50:15 GMT

Thanks for the lovely quotes. Reading Rumi, reminded me of the beauty of the middle east, that it should not be destroyed any further. Do you have any suggestions/ideas to start friendship with induviduals in Iran, send Reiki, to prevent another tragic war? A small freiendship could grow, to show other groups, even countries, how to be friends, as we are here.

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http://altherunner.gaia.com — Fri, 18 May 2007 14:50:07 GMT

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http://nikky.gaia.com — Fri, 11 May 2007 14:22:19 GMT

Some Kiss We Want There is some kiss we want with our whole lives, the touch of spirit on the body. Seawater begs the pearl to break its shell. And the lily, how passionately it needs some wild darling! At night, I open the window and ask the moon to come and press its face against mine. Breathe into me. Close the language-door and open the love window. The moon won't use the door, only the window. --Rumi. Translator: Coleman Barks