What’s Not Here
Rumi (1207-73)I started out on this road, call it love or emptiness. I only know what’s not here: resentment seeds, back- scratching greed, worrying about out- outcome, fear of people. When a bird gets free, it doesn’t go back for remnant left on the bottom of the cage! Close by, I’m rain. Far off, a cloud of fire. I seem restless, but I am deeply at ease. Branches tremble; the roots are still. I am a universe in a handful of dirt, whole when totally demolished. Talk about choices does not apply to me. While intelligence considers options, I am somewhere lost in the wind.
Lectio Divina Reading Questions
Rumi says that, in this state of being, “[t]alk about choices does not apply to me.” What does he mean here? Why wouldn’t talk about choices apply? And what would it mean for you–how would that be–if the game of choosing were temporarily suspended?