|
Kelli Koning
Carolina Beach, North Carolina
An Entry Point to
Opening My Heart
» Kelli tells her story (mp3, 5:15)
When I first read Rumi, this communion that I felt as a child came upon me with an expansive fresh newness. His ecstatic poetry gave me yet another language with which to open my heart. His ties between the sacred and the profane beckoned me. His insight into the Bible characters I loved as a child — Moses, Abraham, and Jesus — brought a mystical and universal perspective that children intuitively understand and I had forgotten. I was lured into Rumi's world and stumbled along my way. |
|
Julie Hursey
Petersburg, Alaska
Infused with Sunlight
» Julie tells her story (mp3, 1:33)
Whenever I read Rumi now, the poetry is infused with sunlight and salt and the warm breezes of the day I first heard his name. |
|
David Mendelsohn
New York, New York
Discovering Mevalana in Turkey
"I first heard of Rumi not by that name, but by the name of Mevlana. In 1989 I was driving throughout Turkey with my girlfriend, Martha, and as beginning students of Gurdjieff we were interested in going to Konya when we learned that a Dervish school had been founded there in the 13th century by a great spiritual teacher." |
|
Bruce Balter
Oak Bluffs, Massachusetts
In My Bones
» Bruce tells his story (mp3, 2:50)
This has got into my bones and I cannot forget it. There was a turning point in my life. I stayed with the Sufis and Rumi for a long time, though not with Doris Lessing. |
|
Mary Lynn White
Spruce Pine, North Carolina
A Porthole for the Dying
"It was the only book she asked to keep. Perhaps Rumi held the door open for her to pass through." |
|
Sandra Beckwith
Los Angeles, California
Permeating a Way
"One of my jobs is to teach a manners class to K-8 grades at a private Catholic school. We talk about the importance of gratitude and we begin class with: "Clap hands, for today is all happiness." The children love it and Rumi has found his way into their beings." |
|
|
|
Bob Wells
Brown Deer, Wisconsin
Random Rumi
» Bob tells his story (mp3, 3:09)
The poetry of Rumi first appeared to me during a sabbatical, at a "tempest-tossed" time of transition in my life. After fourteen years of active ministry as a Roman Catholic priest, the reality of my heart's longing began leading me to a new way of loving. In the year following my sabbatical, decisions made led to many changes including the blossoming of a relationship. |
|
Roberta Kilstrom
St. Louis, Missouri
Braving Cancer,
Learning to Dream
» Roberta tells her story (mp3, 2:41)
Many words of Barks' and Rumi's, including these, were special mentors to me as my husband and I began spending more and more time in emergency rooms, listening to a shrinking list of treatment options, and planning for a bone marrow transplant. |
|
Melody Doering
Bronx, New York
A New Pilgrimage
» Melody tells her story (mp3, 3:08)
Last summer, I picked up my journey where I had left off, in Condom, France, and walked to Burgos, Spain. My texts were The Gift, Landinsky's translations of Rumi, and Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintainence. Every time time I tasted of Rumi, I came away both nourished and hungry for more. More times than I can count, the texts paralleled my experiences on the path. Rumi is a part of my daily meditation. The glimmers of clarity that shine through his opaque writings sustain and inspire my life. |
|
Marianne Novak Houston
Portage, Michigan
Rumi Keeps on Giving
"As a retired teacher, with over 40 years in the classroom, I have found the current focus on testing, measuring, and evaluating — frequently so inappropriately — a sad commentary upon our approach to education. When such thoughts assailed me in the classroom, I would turn to Rumi." |
|
James Farrelly
Hanover, Pennsylvania
One Must Begin from Afar
"This time, when the some 36 of us lowered ourselves, it sounded as if one person had just sat on the floor of the Octagon. There was one sound. Everyone heard it; everyone knew it. Walter was moved as well and asked the pianist to play a hymn from the Gurdjieff/De Hartmann canon, the only time we ever closed a class with music as we sat together in a collected state. This was a moment in which God smiled on us, a moment that Rumi writes about in so many of his poems, when one and all can be given a taste of that state of spiritual ecstasy and union with the Beloved." |
|
|
|
Meg Gatza
Bel Air, Maryland
Leading Me
to the Religion of Pluralism
» Meg tells her story (mp3, 2:43)
When I graduated from high school, my godfather gave me a copy of a Coleman Barks' translation of popular Rumi poems. I thanked him kindly, and promptly added the book to my bookshelf, and it remained untouched until I packed it up for college. It remained on my college bookshelf for a full semester, until my roommate borrowed it first. |
|
Catherine Jones
Atlanta, Georgia
Kneel and Kiss the Ground
» Catherine tells her story (mp3, 5:27)
I first heard of Rumi in the late 1980s from some people I met in a meditation group. His life story was told many times, including his being a scholar and meeting his teacher, Shams of Tabriz. I realize now his story may have been embellished, but it really moved me the way I heard it. |
|
Arlene Ducao
Brooklyn, New York
The Neurotic Duck
I first came across Rumi in the discount section of Barnes and Noble — a Coleman Barks' anthology of his work. As an artist and an undisciplined spiritual seeker, I fell in love with this work that was bawdy, funny, visually vivid, and forgiving. It was the first time I realized that the absurd experience of the everyday can be a spiritual awakening if viewed with the right lens, a lens like Rumi's. |
|
Sharda Brody
Paris, Texas
Rumi Is Now
» Sharda tells her story (mp3, 1:19)
Rumi's voice has been with me since 1968…. When I opened the book for the first time, it fell open to "The Song of the Reed" and, as I read, I seemed to hear an echo of melody from just beyond physical hearing. By 4 a.m. the next morning, Rumi's words were set to a simple melody with guitar accompaniment. |
|
Lisa Levine-Bernstein
Great Neck, New York
Not Content with Longing
"Rumi: "There are those who are content with longing; I am not one of them." I grabbed my book and my pen and wrote this down feeling that it was somehow important for me." |
|
Kevin Sparks
Lexington, Kentucky
Wedding the Transcendent and the Concrete
"Years ago, while studying painting as a graduate student, I met an unusually thoughtful undergraduate (Peter Franklin) who patiently endured my absolute opining. This lover of the good, true, and beautiful recommended a few books and gave a gift at one point: an edition of Rumi." |
|
Donate