Rumi Moment of the Week — Ego Beast



This Ego has been bothering me lately. Every time I come up with something selfless, kind, or otherwise beautiful, the Ego tries to hijack the purity almost immediately.


Me: Hey, those lawn guys are having lunch, let me bring them some lemonade or something.

Ego: Yeah, they’d really like you if you did that. And you’d be such a nice person. You’re such a nice person already just for thinking about it. You should do stuff like this all the time. How come you don’t do stuff like this all the time?  


Me: Let me go for a meditative walk this beautiful Sunday morning instead of sitting.

Ego: Yeah, you should do this every Sunday, this is nice! Oh someone’s coming, they’re going to see/hear you repeating mantra and wonder what you’re doing. They’re going to think you’re special. Hey, you’re special. 🙂


Ego always try to smile at the we friends.


Anyway, Rumi has many things to say about the Ego, so I chose one:  



Two Friends

(a poem by Rumi as translated by Coleman Barks) 


A certain person came to the Friend’s door

and knocked.

“Who’s there?”

“It’s me.”

The Friend answered, “Go away.  There’s no place

for raw meat at this table.”


The individual went wandering for a year.

Nothing but the fire of separation

can change hypocrisy and ego. The person returned

completely cooked,

walked up and down in front of the Friend’s house,

gently knocked.

“Who is it?”


“Please come in, my self,

there’s no place in this house for two.

The doubled end of the thread is not what goes through

the eye of the needle.

It’s a single-pointed, fined-down, thread end,

not a big ego-beast with baggage.”