My dear heart, never think you are better than others. Listen to their sorrows with compassion. If you want peace, don't harbor bad thoughts, do not gossip and don't teach what you do not know.
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On a day when the wind is perfect, the sail just needs to open and the world is full of beauty. Today is such a day.
Interpretation
This quote emphasizes the beauty and perfection of a moment when everything aligns harmoniously.
Rumi's quote suggests that there are moments in life when circumstances align perfectly, allowing for a beautiful experience. It encourages us to recognize and cherish these moments of harmony, as they represent opportunities to appreciate the world and our place within it. By highlighting the ideal conditions represented by the perfect wind and open sail, Rumi invites us to embrace the beauty that surrounds us, especially on days when life feels effortlessly delightful.
In practice
This quote is perfect for a nature-themed presentation to illustrate the beauty of life.
My dear heart, never think you are better than others. Listen to their sorrows with compassion. If you want peace, don't harbor bad thoughts, do not gossip and don't teach what you do not know.
The Law of Wonder rules my life at last, _x000D_ ...I burn each second of my life to Love _x000D_ Each second of my life burns out in Love _x000D_ In each leaping second Love lives afresh.
Lovers have heartaches _x000D_ That can't be cured by drugs _x000D_ Or sleep, _x000D_ Or games, _x000D_ But only by seeing their beloved.
Every fragile beauty, every perfect forgotten sentence, you grieve their going away, but that is not how it is. Where they come from never goes dry. It is an always flowing spring.
Whatever you keep hidden in your heart, God _x000D_ manifests in you outwardly. Whatever the root of _x000D_ the tree feeds on in secret, affects the bough and _x000D_ the leaf.
Come on sweetheart let's adore one another before there is no more of you and me
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