The Truth has shared so much of Itself with me That I can no longer call myself A man, a woman, an angel, Or even pure Soul.
HafezRead
I am a hole in a flute that the Christ's breath moves through. Listen to this music.
Interpretation
The quote suggests that a person's essence can be a vessel for divine inspiration, akin to a musical instrument that produces beauty through an unseen force.
Hafez uses the metaphor of a hole in a flute to illustrate the idea that individuals are conduits for a higher, transcendent forceβin this case, the breath of Christ. This imagery emphasizes the importance of being open to spiritual possibilities, suggesting that one's existence can give rise to profound beauty and harmony when one allows spiritual influence to flow through them.
In practice
During a meditation workshop, one could use this quote to emphasize the importance of being open to spiritual experiences.
The Truth has shared so much of Itself with me That I can no longer call myself A man, a woman, an angel, Or even pure Soul.
I once asked a bird, how is it that you fly in this gravity of darkness? She responded, 'love lifts me.'
The earth has disappeared beneath my feet, It fled from all my ecstasy. Now like a singing air creature I feel the rose keep opening.
For I have learned that every heart will get_x000D_ What it prays for_x000D_ Most.
Love sometimes gets tired of speaking sweetly and wants to rip to shreds all your erroneous notions of the truth that make you fight within yourself, dear one, and with others, causing the world to weep on too many fine days... The Beloved sometimes wants to do us a great favor: Hold us upside down and shake all the nonsense out.
Fear is the cheapest room in the house. I would like to see you living in better conditions.
No erudition, no purity of diction, no width of mental outlook, no flowers of eloquence, no grace of person can atone for lack of fire. Prayer ascends by fire. Flame gives prayer access as well as wings, acceptance as well as energy. There is no incense without fire; no prayer without flame.
I view great cities as pestilential to the morals, the health and the liberties of man. True, they nourish some of the elegant arts; but the useful ones can thrive elsewhere; and less perfection in the others, with more health, virtue and freedom, would be my choice.
Everytime a child says 'I don't believe in fairies' there is a a little fairy somewhere that falls down dead.
As for begging, it is safer to beg than to take, but it is finer to take than to beg
Hope is the only good that is common to all men; those who have nothing else possess hope still.
Vengeance comes from the individual and punishment from God.
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