Silent Sacred Holy Deepening Heart

Silent Sacred Holy Deepening Heart by em claire. In my search for a decent translation of Rumi’s poetry I came across this book.  It is wonderful.  The poems are really tiny little beautiful gems sparkling with their own light.  Really lovely.

I have to go back to my thoughts on the  book of Rumi’s poetry.  I sat thinking last night, okay I despise this book what should I do with it?  Should I try to give it to someone who might then think, Oh this guy is awful and put away Rumi as one of those poets they don’t like, thus disrupting any chance they might have at enlightenment?  Then I came to this sudden realization.  It is filled with beautiful plates of Persian art, and gorgeously ornate borders.  Hello, I am an art teacher.  Suddenly this thing that I was on the verge of, gasp, burning (not really) had infinitely redeeming qualities.

Two thoughts the first is not my own, but something I read or heard but I cannot recall who said it  nor whom to attribute it to.  It goes something like this.  God wants us to stop fighting over ITS (for lack of a better pronoun) name.  This Divine presence wants us to leave behind the titles of our religions and to open ourselves to ITS greatness.  IT wants us to stop trying to separate ourselves from each other, because when we do, we also separate ourselves from IT.  IT created us all, and we created pathways to IT, each path has its own merits, but God wants us to stop focusing on the view we get from that path; the destination is God, how you get there is not important to God.  Each religion has its flaws, each path has its obstacles, but God wants us to steady on towards the destination, not shout across the gully to one another “hey you are not going the right way, this way is the ONLY way to get there!”

The second thought is more an image, an image of an arched doorway.  A figure stands in the doorway silhouetted against a brilliant light.  The figure stops in the doorway, and looks back one last time.  But her feet are already over the threshold, only her left hand remains on the door frame.  It is time to move on, but she is for a moment, caught in wistful nostalgia for the life that has passed.

“There is a community of the spirit.
Join it, and feel the delight
of walking in the noisy street,
and being the noise.

Drink all your passion
and be a disgrace.

Close both eyes
to see with the other eye.

Open you hands,
if you want to be held.

Sit down in this circle.

Quit acting like a wolf, and feel
the shepherd’s love filling you.

At night, your beloved wanders.
Don’t accept consolations.

Close your mouth against food.
Taste the lover’s mouth in yours.

You moan, “She left me.” “He left me.”
Twenty more will come.

Be empty of worrying.
Think of who created thought!

Why do you stay in prison
when the door is wide open?

Move outside the tangle of fear-thinking.
Live in silence.

Flow down and and down in always
widening rings of being.” -Rumi translated by Coleman Barks

2 comments on “Silent Sacred Holy Deepening Heart

    • “Beautiful Dreamer
      Who Are You
      sitting in the seat of this soul?
      Bless your innocent eyes
      half closed.
      Bless your tender jaw
      still set in confusion.
      Bless your full, beating heart
      so kissed with Light.

      Bless the hand that writes,
      and the breath that hesitates,
      and the World that waits

      for You.”
      –em clair

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