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.
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Whosoever knoweth the power of the dance, dwelleth in God.
Interpretation
Dance is a profound expression that connects us to the divine.
This quote by Rumi suggests that understanding and embracing the transformative nature of dance allows one to experience a deeper connection to the divine or spiritual realm. It emphasizes the idea that dance is not merely a physical activity, but a spiritual practice that transcends the ordinary, bringing individuals closer to understanding the essence of existence and the divine force within and around them.
In practice
During a cultural festival, one might say, 'As Rumi said, whosoever knoweth the power of the dance, dwelleth in God, highlighting the spiritual essence of our traditions.'
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.
The Law of Wonder rules my life at last, _x000D_ ...I burn each second of my life to Love _x000D_ Each second of my life burns out in Love _x000D_ In each leaping second Love lives afresh.
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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Volume depends precisely on the writer's having been able to sit in a room every day, year after year, alone.
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