Unconditional
Love is beyond either condition: without spring, without autumn, it is always fresh.
— Jalal ad-Din Rumi
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Love is beyond either condition: without spring, without autumn, it is always fresh.
— Jalal ad-Din Rumi
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You are the comfort of my soul
in the season of sorrow.
You are the wealth of my spirit
in the heartbreak of loss.
— Jalal ad-Din Rumi
You never abandoned me no matter how many times I betrayed You and broke my promises. You are always there for me. You always listen to my prayers. You always give me a second chance. Do I deserve all this, O Allah?
This is beautiful. The metaphors she used remind me of those used by Rumi 🙂
[…] If you allow dunya to own your heart, like the ocean that owns the boat, it will take over. You will sink down to the depths of the sea. You will touch the ocean floor. And you will feel as though you were at your lowest point. Entrapped by your sins and the love of this life, you will feel broken. Surrounded by darkness. That’s the amazing thing about the floor of the ocean. No light reaches it.
[…]
If you seek Him, God can raise you up, and replace the darkness of the ocean, with the light of His sun. He can transform what was once your greatest weakness into your greatest strength, and a means of growth, purification and redemption. Know that transformation sometimes begins with a fall. So never curse the fall. The ground is where humility lives. Take it. Learn it. Breathe it in. And then come back stronger, humbler and more aware of your need for Him. Come back having seen your own nothingness and His greatness.
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And so, this is a call to all those who have become enslaved by the tyranny of the self, imprisoned in the dungeon of the nafs (self) and desires.Ă‚Â It is a call to all those who have entered the ocean of dunya, who have sunk into its depths, and become trapped by its crushing waves. Rise up. Rise up to the air, to the Real world above the prison of the ocean. Rise up to your freedom. Rise up and come back to life. Leave the death of your soul behind you. Your heart can still live and be stronger and purer than it ever was. […] Come back to where you began. Come back Home. Know that when all the other doors have shut in your face, there is One that is always open. Always. Seek it. Seek Him and He will guide you through the waves of the cruel ocean, into the mercy of the sun.
This world cannot break you–unless you give it permission. And it cannot own you unless you hand it the keys — unless you give it your heart. And so, if you have handed those keys to dunya for a while–take them back. This isn’t the End. You don’t have to die here. Reclaim your heart and place it with its rightful owner:
God.
— Yasmin Mogahed
Read the complete article at SuhaibWebb.com.
The next time you get upset, remind yourself: is your anger and revenge worth more or is the forgiveness of Allah SWT that He’s offering you [because you forgive someone] worth more?
— Nouman Ali Khan
Ramadan came, but Bairam* is with us.
The lock came, but the key is with us.We have cleaned soul and heart with fasting.
The dirt which has been with us is cleansed now.Some stress comes from fasting,
But the invisible treasure of heart is with us.Ramadan came to the heart’s temple;
The one who created heart is with us.
— Jalal ad-Din Rumi
My sister Mulia who ordered Turkish food for me 2 weeks ago all the way from UK, sent me this poem 🙂
* Bairam is the Turkish name for Eid al-Fitr
I want to sing like birds sing, not worrying
who hears, or what they think.
— Jalal ad-Din Rumi
The question is: how?
I am so small I can barely be seen.
How can this great love be inside me?
Look at your eyes, they are small but they see enormous things.
— Jalal ad-Din Rumi
One day the sun admitted,
I am just a shadow.
I wish I could show you
the Infinite Incandescence
that has cast my brilliant image!
I wish I could show you,
when you are lonely or in darkness,
the Astonishing Light of your own Being!
— Hafez
You suppose you are the trouble
But you are the cure
You suppose that you are the lock on the door
But you are the key that opens it
It’s too bad that you want to be someone else
You don’t see your own face, your own beauty
Yet, no face is more beautiful than yours.
— Jalal ad-Din Rumi
Friendship is as precious as gold.
Why entrust it to one who will betray it?
Spend time near the One with whom your trusts
are safe from loss or violation.
Be close with the One who created human nature,
the One who nurtured the character of the prophets —
who if given a lamb, will give you back a whole flock of sheep.
Truly, the Sustainer cares for and increases every good quality
Jalal ad-Din Rumi