There are words that do not merely speak,
they remember.
“Out beyond ideas of wrong doing and right doing,
there is a field. I’ll meet you there.” Rumi
This is not metaphor. This is the soul’s geography. I have stood in that field— not with my body, but with my being. It is the stillness behind all sound, the light behind all appearances. A place untouched by division, where love no longer needs a reason.
“When the soul lies down in that grass,
the world is too full to talk about.” Rumi
For in that sacred resting, language dissolves into presence. And the heart, freed from its fences, recognizes everything as itself. There is no other. Only the One, reflected endlessly in form. And even “form” becomes just another way the Infinite leans in to know itself.
“The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you.
Don’t go back to sleep.” Rumi
Oh, how gently the veil lifts in those hours—when the sun is not yet risen, but the spirit stirs. There, in that hush, guidance comes not in words but in feeling. Subtle currents. Quiet revelations. If you listen with your inner ear, you will hear eternity whisper.
“You must ask for what you really want.” Rumi
Not from fear. Not from lack. But from that deep and holy place where your longing and the Beloved’s desire are one flame.
“People are going back and forth across the door sill
where the two worlds touch.” Rumi
The mystic lives at that threshold—not departing the world, but deepening into it. Seeing through it. Walking barefoot on the earth, but rooted in the stars. This place is not far. It is here, now, a breath away. It has always been round and open.
“Don’t go back to sleep” Rumi
Sleep, in this sense, is the forgetting of who we are. And the waking? It is remembering that this moment, this breath, this ache and joy and stillness— are all the Divine in disguise. So I will meet you there, beloved, not as teacher or seeker, but as Presence itself. The field is open. The breeze is speaking.
“And the dawn is near.” Rumi
This work is offered as a living fire — a place of warmth, remembrance, and quiet illumination for those walking their own sacred path. If something here has touched you, and you feel moved to help keep this fire burning, I invite you to make an offering of support.
Your gift helps me continue to walk beside the dying, to write, to teach, to listen — and to remain present for the unseen and sacred moments that ask to be witnessed. We each tend the fire in our own way. Thank you for tending it with me.
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