sing in the dark and try to forgive


 

In the dark times
Will there also be singing?
Yes, there will be singing.
About the dark times.

Bertolt Brecht

 

There will be prayer, too,
but to a different god,

and dread will lurk
in the songs we sing.

Doom in the timpani
no matter what the tune,

the tune a variation
on the theme of doom.

We will sing in the dark
and try to forgive

and try not to dwell
on the lives we lived.

The music we play
will be a funeral song,

the poetry we speak,
that ancient tool

we used to believe
was the vital spark,

or if not the spark,
will be the match we strike

again and again
in the darkest dark.

 

Andrea Hollander

 

the mystic develops a wider outlook

like so

 

While some blame

another for causing him harm,

the wise one first takes

himself to task.

 

The worldly struggle is outward struggle. The struggle on the spiritual path is inward struggle. No sooner does one take the spiritual direction than the first enemy one meets is one’s own self. What does the self do? It is most mischievous. When one says one wants to fight it, it says, ‘I am yourself. Do you want to fight me?’ And when it brings failure, it is clever enough to put the blame on someone else.

Do all those who have failed in life accuse themselves? No, they always accuse another person. When they have gained something they say, ‘I have done it.’ When they have lost something they say, ‘This person got in my way’. With little and big things, it is all the same. The self does not admit faults; it always puts the blame on others. Its vanity, its pride, its smallness, and its egotistical tendency which is continually active, keep one blind.

By a study of life the Sufi learns and practices the nature of its harmony. He establishes harmony with the self, with others, with the universe and with the infinite. He identifies himself with another, he sees himself, so to speak, in every other being. He cares for neither blame nor praise, considering both as coming from himself.

If a person were to drop a heavy weight and in so doing hurt his own foot, he would not blame his hand for having dropped it, realizing himself in both the hand and the foot. In like manner the Sufi is tolerant when harmed by another, thinking that the harm has come from himself alone.

He overlooks the faults of others, considering that they know no better. He hides the faults of others, and suppresses any facts that would cause disharmony. His constant fight is with the Nafs (the self-centered ego), the root of all disharmony and the only enemy of man.

The mystic develops a wider outlook on life, and this wider outlook changes his actions. He develops a point of view that may be called a divine point of view. Then he rises to the state in which he feels that all that is done to him comes from God, and when he himself does right or wrong, he feels that he does right or wrong to God. To arrive at such a stage is true religion. There can be no better religion than this, the true religion of God on earth. This is the point of view that makes a person God-like and divine. He is resigned when badly treated, but for his own shortcomings, he will take himself to task, for all his actions are directed towards God.

 

Hazrat Inayat Khan

 

reality flows like water

mike putnam

 

In order to

be a proper teacher to

oneself, one must be part midwife,

part executioner: sometimes rebirthing oneself,

sometimes annihilating and leaving useless bits by the

wayside, until the self soars free and clear of

attachment, obstruction, and delusion

and joins all buddhas past,

present, and

future.

 

Then one

can stop fracturing

reality with names and ideas

of self, other, buddha,

enlightenment,

and so on.

 

There,

beyond definitions

and beyond mind, reality

flows like pure

water.

 

Wei wu Wei Ching, Hexagram 29

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this love is beyond

flow like water

 

Those

who do not feel this

love pulling them like a river,

those who do not drink dawn like a cup

of springwater or take in sunset

like supper, those who do not

want to change, let

them sleep.

 

This love

is beyond the study

of theology, that old trickery

and hypocrisy. If you want

to improve your mind

that way, sleep

on.

 

I have

given up on my brain.

I have torn the cloth to shreds

and thrown it away. If you are not

completely naked, wrap your

beautiful robe of words

around you, and

sleep.

 

Jalal al-Din Rumi

the essential rumi