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.
RumiRead
There is no worse sickness for the soul, o you who are proud, than this pretense of perfection.
Interpretation
The pursuit of being perfect can harm one's spirit and lead to arrogance.
This quote by Rumi suggests that the illusion of perfection can be detrimental to one's inner self, particularly for those who hold pride in their perceived flawlessness. Rather than embracing our humanity and imperfections, the false pretense of perfection can lead to a disconnection from our true selves and the essence of life.
In practice
When discussing the importance of authenticity in a personal development seminar.
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
The thing to do is to concentrate on the seer and not on the seen, not on the objects, but on the Light which reveals them.
While under precapitalistic conditions superior men were the masters on whom the masses of the inferior had to attend, under capitalism the more gifted and more able have no means to profit from their superiority other than to serve to the best of their abilities the wishes of the majority of the less gifted.
What does it mean to regret when you have no choice? It's what you can bear. And there it is... It was death. I chose life.
Capitalists are no more capable of self-sacrifice than a man is capable of lifting himself up by his own bootstraps.
Things. Cosas. Things attach themselves like leeches to the human soul, then they bleed out the sweetness and the music and the primordial joy of being unencumbered upon the land.
But this is the great danger America faces. That we will cease to be one nation and become instead a collection of interest groups: city against suburb, region against region, individual against individual. Each seeking to satisfy private wants.
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