Between the Pages of Letters to A Young Poet by Rainer Maria Rilke VIII
It seems to me that almost all our sadnesses are moments of tension, which we feel as paralysis because we no longer hear our astonished emotions living. Because…
Opinion: Reflections on Freedom
What if one rises with the day asking what will you teach me today? Then spends the seconds of the day like a student, learning: how the heart…
A Commentary on Rumi’s Poem, The Road Home
The Road Home by Rumi º An ant hurries along a threshing floor with its wheat grain, moving between huge stacks of wheat, not knowing the abundance all…
