Admit It and Change Everything

Admit It and Change Everything

Define and narrow me, you starve yourself of yourself.
Nail me down in a box of cold words, that box is your coffin.
I do not know who I am.
I am in astounded lucid confusion.

I am not a Christian, I am not a Jew, I am not a Zoroastrian,
And I am not even a Muslim.
I do not belong to the land, or to any known or unknown sea.
Nature cannot own or claim me, nor can heaven,

Nor can India, China, Bulgaria,
My birthplace is placelessness,
My sign to have and give no sign.
You say you see my mouth, ears, eyes, nose – they are not mine.

I am the life of life.
I am that cat, this stone, no one.
I have thrown duality away like an old dishrag,
I see and know all times and worlds,

As one, one, always one.
So what do I have to do to get you to admit who is speaking?
Admit it and change everything!
This is your own voice echoing off the walls of God.  

(Rumi)

The Hidden Harmony

Into the same river we step and do not step.

You cannot step twice in the same river.

Everything flows and nothing abides.

Everything gives way and nothing stays fixed.

Cool things become warm, the warm grows cool.

The moist dries, the parched becomes moist.

It is by disease that health is pleasant;

by evil that good is pleasant;

by hunger, satiety, by weariness, rest.

It is one and the same thing to be living or dead,

awake or asleep, young or old.

The former aspect in each case becomes the latter,

and the latter again the former,

by sudden unexpected reversal.

It throws apart

and then brings together again.

All things come in their due seasons.

Into the same rivers we step and do not step…

– Heraclitus 



Just flow. Nothing is permanent. You change every moment. Just flow.