Need I say more? I found the Gypsy Girl's Guide through a comment on My Marrakesh (ahhhh Rumi). I was feeling like the proverbial bridesmaid, not getting something that I didn't even know I wanted. But, life is truly awe-inspring at times. Those moments when the universe speaks make me happy to be alive.
Those who came of age in the 70's will surely remember Desiderata
The line that comes to mind now: No doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.
I leave you with this by Rumi,
Two Kinds of Intelligence
T
here are two kinds of intelligence: One acquired,
as a child in school memorizes facts and concepts
from books and from what the teacher says,
collecting information from the traditional sciences
as well as from the new sciences.
With such intelligence you rise in the world.
You get ranked ahead or behind others
in regard to your competence in retaining
information. You stroll with this intelligence
in and out of fields of knowledge, getting always more
marks on your preserving tablets.
There is another kind of tablet, one
already completed and preserved inside you.
A spring overflowing its springbox. A freshness
in the center of the chest. This other intelligence
does not turn yellow or stagnate. It's fluid,
and it doesn't move from outside to inside
through the conduits of plumbing-learning.
This second knowing is a fountainhead
from within you, moving out.
Mathnawi IV:1960-1968
photo by tinou bao
3 comments:
This photo is so, so mesmerizing...
HA! Found you through my stats. Yay! Thanks for mentioning me here. Pleasure to meet ya. I love the Rumi poem! In perfect serendipity, it was just what I needed today... Which is to honor the intelligence from within... Hmmm!
Thank you both for visiting my blog. I've never read anything of Rumi that didn't amaze me with its contemporaneous spirit.
To often we quash that intelligence from within...it's usually trying to tell us something we need to hear.
Judy
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