There are times throughout the week when I can use a little inspiration. This is often when I turn to the Sufi master Jalal ud-din Rumi, better known as Rumi. His unique vision of Islam really speaks to me.
I’ve recently picked up water coloring and felt the urge to render this portrait, to capture the Persian mystic a I see him.
So here’s to you Rumi, happy Labor Day.
Inside this new love, die.
Your way begins on the other side.
Become the sky.
Take an axe to the prison wall.
Walk out like somebody suddenly born into color.
Do it now.
You’re covered with thick cloud.
Slide out the side.
and be quiet. Quietness is the surest sign
that you’ve died.
Your old life was a frantic running
The speechless full moon
comes out now.
– Jelaluddin Rumi
I don’t come across many poets that move me in such ways, but like I said, In Rumi I’ve found an exception.
Who or what do you turn to for a little mid-week pick me up or influence when your creative juices are running low?
So I’m off to a weekend of leisure in the woodland forests of Arkansas with Jaclyn. An overdue road trip which may, or may not, involve drinking and poolside antics.
Whatever you’re up to this weekend make sure to take the time to be thankful for the laborers of the world, including yourself! Without whom this planet would be much less hospitable.
Cheers, Yallah bye!