We are here to share the love of the Beloved despite all appearances to the contrary. As souls, the experience of being human is akin to writing a book. Such a book is placed in a magnificent library. We are blessed to share this book with God, with one and all. The struggle to make sense out of life is overcome only by the conscious shedding of resistance. Aside from love, forgiveness, compassion and kindness, there is no right way, only a way.
I wrote of God as the symbol called Shams. I wanted to believe, to know, and with the earthly passing of my beloved Shams I did exactly that. I knew that God was eternally loving, eternally committed, eternally joyful, eternally mischievous, eternally irreverent, eternally Shams. This is how I know God.
My children, how you know or will know God is entirely up to you, to your level of resistance; because to know God is to know God in all things. How difficult it is, perhaps impossible at times, to see beyond the personality. That is why it is of such great importance to foster, acquire and be at peace with a sense of self. A true, loving self, untarnished, unstained, unmolested by need, by fear, by the resistance that bears the wounds of so many incarnations.
Take heart, beloveds; there is no mountain, but it is your right to believe there is. The infinite mercy of God provides everything we need to see ourselves as others see us. Life is but an infinite mirror, a pool of clear water into which each of us might gaze to see our reflection. So few of these pools are devoid of waves; from whence do they come? From our resistance, from our insistence on holding tight to the division we call heaven and earth.
Rumi
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