My dear heart, never think you are better than others. Listen to their sorrows with compassion. If you want peace, don't harbor bad thoughts, do not gossip and don't teach what you do not know.
In this mob of I's inside, which one is me? Hear me out. I know I'm wandering, but don't start putting a lid on this racket. No telling what I'll do then. Every moment I'm thrown by your story. One moment it's happy, and I'm singing. One moment it's sad, and I'm weeping. It turns bitter, and I pull away. But then you spill a little grace, and just like that, I'm all light. It's not so bad, this arrangement, actually.
Interpretation
What this quote means
The quote reflects on the complexities of self-identity and emotional experiences, emphasizing the fluid nature of feelings influenced by external stories.
Rumi's quote delves into the internal chaos of human emotions and self-perception, symbolized by a 'mob of I's' that represent the different facets of our identity. He acknowledges the contrasting feelings that emerge from interactions with others, like happiness, sadness, and bitterness, and expresses a sense of acceptance and grace in this emotional rollercoaster, suggesting that despite the tumult, there is beauty and light to be found in the shared human experience.
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In practice
Example use cases
This quote can be used in a discussion about self-identity in a psychology class.
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Lovers have heartaches _x000D_ That can't be cured by drugs _x000D_ Or sleep, _x000D_ Or games, _x000D_ But only by seeing their beloved.
Every fragile beauty, every perfect forgotten sentence, you grieve their going away, but that is not how it is. Where they come from never goes dry. It is an always flowing spring.
Whatever you keep hidden in your heart, God _x000D_ manifests in you outwardly. Whatever the root of _x000D_ the tree feeds on in secret, affects the bough and _x000D_ the leaf.
Come on sweetheart let's adore one another before there is no more of you and me
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