Tag Archives: Rumi

Spiritual adulthood

When forging turns to followingthe ego child turns to adult © Meisaan Chan

Posted in healing, meditation, mental health, mindfulness, recovery, Spiritual poetry, spirituality, writing | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Only when you ask

I do not direct your life, says the Lord – you do.I follow.Until that moment you ask me to lead – then I do.Then you follow.But I lead only when you ask. © Meisaan Chan

Posted in meditation, mindfulness, Poetry, recovery, Spiritual poetry, spirituality, writing | Tagged , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

On thoughts

Beloved horse wanderswithout training With some training,reins slow down its desire to galloppulling hard, any moment it could break Sometimes inattentiveness, full gallopand pulling on reins doesn’t stophopelessly carried along,too much, too little Beloved horse can still be belovedand still … Continue reading

Posted in Buddhism, meditation, Poetry, Spiritual poetry, spirituality, writing | Tagged , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Frenzy and full attention

Every day, I take care of you.Frenzy not.Full attention.Frenzy: Numb to opening doors.Full attention: Always senses © Meisaan Chan

Posted in meditation, Poetry, recovery, Spiritual poetry, spirituality, writing | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Approximating the Lord

Look for me until you find me, says the Lord,be satisfied with nothing else –most dangerous are those sources that seem to come closefor you commit your heart to limitsfor you commit your soul to limitscutting off your wings © … Continue reading

Posted in meditation, Poetry, recovery, Spiritual poetry, spirituality, writing | Tagged , , , , , , | Leave a comment

The importance of one drop

Compassion is easy when there are no obstacles to compassionThe more obstacles, the harder compassion is, and yet the more necessary –the desert knows this.Fertility is easy in a rain forest!But for the desert to be fertile,it knows the importance … Continue reading

Posted in meditation, Poetry, recovery, Spiritual poetry, writing | Tagged , , , , , | Leave a comment

Forgetting all, to follow

As the train barrels through the emptiness I peer at all the passengers, looking for the face of my Beloved, bent over a phone or behind a newspaper No: but the far door closes to the scent of jasmine and … Continue reading

Posted in Poetry, Spiritual poetry, writing | Tagged , , , , , | Leave a comment