You are the only student you have ~ Rumi

You are the only faithful student you have.
All the others leave eventually.

Have you been making yourself shallow
with making other eminent?

Just remember, when you’re in union,
you don’t have to fear
that you’ll be drained.

The command comes to speak,
and you feel the ocean
moving through you.
Then comes, Be silent,
as when the rain stops,
and the trees in the orchard
begin to draw moisture
up into themselves.

Scholarly Debate

Scholarly Debate: feud for thought.

Dieting

“Dieting — the triumph of mind over platter.” ~ George Moynihan

saying goodbye to teachers

I was saying goodbye to someone recently — a dear, important teacher, who I often felt that I was a teacher to. And it was hard to articulate my feelings, because this person had a profound impact on me during my time in law school. And while reading, I came across this passage, which fit my feeling perfectly. It’s a shame the teacher did not like it, but it really is true. In any case, we can never be held responsible for other people’s reactions. It was not meant unkindly. It was meant with warmth and gratitude.

“It happens like this.

“One day you meet someone and for some inexplicable reason, you feel more connected to this stranger than anyone else–closer to them than your closest family. Perhaps this person carries within them an angel–one sent to you for some higher purpose; to teach you an important lesson or to keep you safe during a perilous time. What you must do is trust in them–even if they come hand in hand with pain or suffering–the reason for their presence will become clear in due time.”

Though here is a word of warning–you may grow to love this person but remember they are not yours to keep. Their purpose isn’t to save you but to show you how to save yourself. And once this is fulfilled; the halo lifts and the angel leaves their body as the person exits your life. They will be a stranger to you once more.”

6 years ago…

From the movie, Prime. We used to watch this together when apart.

I survived that break-up. I would wake up each morning and when I woke up and remembered, I had excruciating heart-pain, as if remembering there was a death. I should’ve let myself feel that it was more important, because other people tried to convince otherwise. That was love.

I wish you bluebirds in the spring
To give your heart a song to sing
And then a kiss, but more than this
I wish you love

And in July a lemonade
To cool you in some leafy glade
I wish you health, but more than wealth
I wish you love

My breaking heart and I agree
That you and I could never be
So with my best, my very best
I set you free

I wish you shelter from the storm
A cozy fire to keep you warm
But most of all when snowflakes fall
I wish you love

But most of all when snowflakes fall
I wish you love

My breaking heart and I agree
That you and I could never be
So with my best, my very best
I set you free

I wish you shelter from the storm
A cozy fire to keep you warm
But most of all when snowflakes fall
I wish you love

But most of all when snowflakes fall
I wish you love

Accept, let go, and have faith

accept

Writing long books … Borges

“Writing long books is a laborious and impoverishing act of foolishness: expanding in five hundred pages an idea that could be perfectly explained in a few minutes. A better procedure is to pretend that those books already exist and to offer a summary, a commentary.”

– Borges

Also– when writing, don’t put too much pressure on yourself, just enjoy the words pouring out and aim to make sense of them as you go along. If they don’t, you can always go back later to clean, to edit.
It’s like the Flowers theory of writing: first be the madman, then the architect, then the carpenter, and to finish it off – the judge.

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