Tuesday, October 21, 2014

If we love, our hearts and souls receive wings, it blooms a summery happiness in us. We are walking like on a soft carpet of moss, and it seems like all doors are open. From our smile, we built bridges and our heart is sleeping under the open sky. We are entirely without fear. It rains dreams, and on the trees are growing more and more…. miracles.

Rumi



We should really love each other in peace and harmony. Instead we're fussin' and fighting like we ain't supposed to be.

Bob Marley


Thursday, October 16, 2014

When it's over, I want to say: all my life
I was a bride married to amazement.
I was the bridegroom, taking the world into my arms.

Mary Oliver  


Wednesday, October 15, 2014


Love heals all Pain
Bitter is made sweet through love; 
Copper becomes gold through love. 
Through love dregs become clear; 
love heals all pain. 
Through love the king becomes slave; 
love brings the dead to life.

Rumi


Tuesday, October 7, 2014


The heart is your student for love is the only way we learn.

Rumi





It is love that brings happiness to people. 
It is love that gives joy to happiness. 
My mother didn't give birth to me, that love did. 
A hundred blessings and praises to that love.

Rumi


Love Is Longing

Love is longing and longing, the pain of being parted;
No illness is rich enough for the distress of the heart.
A lover’s lament surpasses all other cries of pain,
Love is the royal threshold to God’s mystery.
The carnival of small affections and polite attachments
Which litter and consume our passing time
Is no match to Love which pulses behind this play.

To live Love is to be seized by joy and bewilderment;
Love is not clear-minded, busy with images and argument.
Language is too precocious, too impudent, too sane
To stop the molten lava of Love churning the blood.

Love is dangerous, offering no consolation;
Only those who are ravaged by Love know Love.
The sun alone unveils the sun to those who have
The sense to receive the senseless and not turn away.

Cavernous shadows need the light to play
But light and light alone can lead you
To the light alone.

Our daily sun is but a working star in a galaxy of stars,
But our inner sun is One,
The dancing nuance of eternal light.
You must be set alight by the inner sun,
You have to live your Love or else
You’ll only end in words.

Rumi


Thursday, October 2, 2014

How the words 'love', 'harmony' and 'beauty' delight the heart of everyone who hears them! One may wonder what it can be in these words that is able to exert such a natural power upon the human soul. Because they are the very nature of life. Love is the nature of life, beauty is the outcome of life, harmony is the means by which life accomplishes its purpose, and the lack of it results in destruction.

Hazrat Inayat Khan



Premjeet/Victory of love

Love has a way of its own
it becomes victorious but in a very strange way
without conquering, without fighting
in fact even without desiring to be victorious
victory comes as a gift
as a reward from the beyond

love is ready to be defeated
love enjoys to be defeated
love is ready to surrender
love is never willing to fight
but this is one of the miracles of life
that love surrenders, but in that very surrender
becomes victorious
without any desire, without any motive
victory comes on its own accord

the people who try to be victorious
are never victorious
they can force others into submission, into slavery
but they cannot win their hearts - that’s impossible
the body can be made a slave
it can be chained, imprisoned, killed, destroyed
but you cannot imprison the heart
and the heart is the real core of the person

love without any effort to conquer
reaches to the very core of the person
it is the only victory there is
all alexander the greats are failures
utter failures
only lovers have known the taste of victory
and it depends on us
if we want to remain beggars
go on struggling, fighting
if one wants to be the emperor
then surrender to existence, relax with existence
be in a state of loving let-go and suddenly
all is yours, the whole kingdom of God is yours

Osho





The real object of our love is not outside of us, the real object of our love is ourselves. We have to know how to love ourselves, know how to return to our true nature, to see the wholesome, the good, the true and the beautiful within us. Then we will be able to see that in others.

Thich Nhat Hanh