Damn that Rumi!
I swear any time I feel like I have come up with something original from my soul, I end up discovering this dude said it centuries ago! For instance, a few years ago I started saying “swimming and dancing” when replying to the mindless “how are you?” question we ask one another but don’t at all care to know. Swimming and Dancing! I thought this was just a beautiful (and clever) way to describe being an eager participant in life.
But then I came across these words from Rumi:
“…half of any person is wrong and weak and off the path. Half! The other half is dancing and swimming and flying in the invisible joy.”
What?!?! Not only did he make more sense but he topped it by adding “flying in the invisible joy.” Yes man! That is what I am talking about.
So, if you were not aware before today, I’d like to take a moment to let you know that there is a good portion of you that is ‘flying in the invisible joy’ all of the time. While you are arguing with your spouse, sitting in traffic, standing in line at the grocery store, punishing your body at the gym, or at the lawyer’s office putting the final touches on a living will…HALF of you is flying in the invisible joy.
This path often boils down to bringing my awareness to this fact, as often as possible, until it becomes automatic. Yup.
Dang Rumi…next thing you know I’m going to come across an excellent poem in which he tells everyone to ‘drop everything, be beautiful, dance, enjoy yourself through life.” At which point he and I will no longer be on speaking terms.
Four Interrupted Prayers by Rumi
Four Indians enter a mosque and begin the prostrations.
Deep, sincere praying.
But a priest walks by, and one of the Indians, without
thinking, says, “Oh,
are you going to give the call to prayer now? Is it time?”
The second Indian, under
his breath, “you spoke. Now your prayers are invalid.”
The third, “Uncle, don’t scold him!
You did the same thing. Correct yourself.” The fourth,
“Praise to God, I
have not made the mistake of these three.” So all four
prayers are interrupted, with
the three faultfinders being more at fault than the
original speaker. Blessed
is one who sees his weakness, and blessed is one who, when
he sees a flaw in someone
else, takes responsibility for it. Because, half of any person
is wrong and weak and off
the path. Half! The other half is dancing and swimming and
flying in the invisible joy. You
have ten open sores on your head. Put what salve you have
on yourself. And point out
to everyone the dis-ease you are. That’s part of getting
well! When you lance yourself
that way, you become more merciful and wiser. Even if you
don’t have a particular
fault at the moment, you may soon be the one who makes some act notorious.
self-satisfied. Lucifer lived eons as a noble angel. Think
what his name means now.
Don’t try to be famous until your face is completely washed
of any fear. If your beard
hasn’t grown out, don’t joke about someone’s smooth chin.
Consider how Satan swallowed
soul poison, and be grateful that you taste only the
sweetness of being warned.