notes from the ever-emerging field
“Come, come again, whoever you are, come!
Heathen, fire worshipper or idolatrous, come!
Come even if you broke your penitence a hundred times,
Ours is the portal of hope, come as you are.”variant translation:
“Come, come, whoever you are; Wanderer, worshipper, lover of learning… It does not matter. Ours is not a caravan of despair. Come, even if you have broken your vow A thousand times. Come, come, yet again come.”
(osho)
Just discovered that I was born on the same day as Rumi. For some reason, this feels incredibly significant.
Like a whirling dervish dropped into a tumultu-sky. Centripetal force.