poet. theologian. mystic.

during the 13th century a man was born in persia (now afghanistan). he moved to the city of konya (now turkey) and lived his life there as a sufi mystic, on a journey seeking truth and love. a journey seeking his soul, i dare say. all along this journey he wrote poems. around 70,000 verses of them as i understand it. those poems live on today as a source of inspiration and inner peace for many today. including me. they offer wisdom, silence, simplicity, truth, & love. they encourage us to embark on a journey of the soul & a journey towards one another.

his message is that life as a journey… a mystical journey of spiritual ascent through mind and love to the Perfect One. in this journey, the seeker symbolically turns towards the truth, grows through love, abandons the ego, finds the truth and arrives at the Perfect. the seeker then returns from this spiritual journey, with greater maturity, to love and to be of service to the whole of creation without discrimination with regard to beliefs, races, classes and nations. it is a call to lead a mystical life (= a life that is in touch with your soul) and a loving life (= a life that seeks to be in service to all humanity). for all you methodists out there, sounds like john wesley to me. holiness of heart and life.

rumi’s words are the inspirational quote today. and i thought i’d share a little of his love for words & life with you.

 “if you wish to be a mine of jewels, open the deep ocean within your heart.” ~rumi

 may peace be with you the whole day through.

re-writing history.

quote of the day:

history, despite its wrenching pain, cannot be unlived, but if faced with courage, need not be lived again. ~ Maya Angelou

today i took this picture of the church where i work. when i saw the picture in black & white, i couldn’t help but think of the past. of all the people who have been a part of the church, of all the people who have passed by the church & never given it a second thought. i also thought of the homeless, alcoholics who have gathered daily by the clump of trees & benches just outside the front of the church. i thought about the building that once stood behind the now empty lot behind the fence. i thought about the fact that the church is in the middle of the downtown area, where people have walked year after year. i thought about all of the things that a church is, and is supposed to be. and i thought about all of us… and where we are as a human race.

maya angelou says that if we face our pasts, our mistakes – as individuals & as a society – then we need not live through them again. so, i began to wonder… how have we treated those who are outsiders, those who feel hopeless, those who live life unsure of where they are going to sleep, those who live with violence all around them, or are filled with anxiety & fear? how have we treated those who are different from us, who look differently, act differently, believe different things, live different ways from us?

in the past, we, as a human race, have sought power, greed, personal security & gain. we have cared more about ourselves, our possessions, and our personal time than creating a community, sharing our lives with others, sacrificing for the greater good. we have been egotistical and self-centered. but, it doesn’t have to be that way. and this picture reminds me of all of the possibilities we have to learn from our past and create a new future together. one based on justice & equality.

just something i’m thinking about…

peace to you all.

what’s waiting for you?

it’s been a good day. it started off a little if-y, though. spent the morning in a long meeting surrounded by a lot of negative energy actually. why must people always see the problems and stuck there? why must people discuss something over & over, going in circle after circle – arguing and not moving forward? ugh.

but that was just the first hour. then we had fika, that life-saving break that breathes new inspiration into all people. and today it did just that. well, at least for me.

over a steaming cup of hot chocolate, i met an intern from germany & we hit it off. as we were chatting with each other, i started having one of those crazy conversations in my head that some of you know that i have when i am doing some public speaking or just talking… i analyze, plan, and think things in my head as i am speaking about something else. well, i was doing just that. as i was chit-chatting with the german chick, i was thinking about how unbelievably incredible it was that we were chatting in swedish. 2 newly-swedish-speaking ex-pats, from different countries, with different languages (of course she speaks english too), speaking a third language to communicate. so. freaking. cool.

and then i had a moment. one of those moments where i am blown away that i live in sweden. i left my home country, everything i knew, moved to live with my love, have learned a new language, and have been working for almost a year – making connections & building up my own life here. of course, not without the help & support of so many people, mainly my love. anyway, it was an awesome moment. one that i never dreamed, planned, or thought i would find myself in the middle of.

life is crazy. amazing. difficult. and breath-taking. especially when we go deeper, get out of our comfort zones, and risk everything. we never know what’s waiting for us! but i guarantee every single one of you that, if we listen to our souls, it will be more amazing than we ever could have imagined.

courage & peace i send to you.