there is a field...
Canadian weeds, Ontario, canon digital rebel xt
"Out beyond ideas of
right doing and wrong doing,
there is a field.
I'll meet you there."
~ Rumi
There is a field. I'll meet you there...
"Out beyond ideas of
right doing and wrong doing,
there is a field.
I'll meet you there."
~ Rumi
20 Comments:
It is about time some people showed up. This field is great, I have been waiitng for some like minds to join me. I love that Rumi poem. Welcome! One and all.
This is one of my all time defining quotes. When I first heard it years ago, it spoke to the deepest part of my soul. It matched the longing I feel I was just born with, and its the calling of my heart. That Field is part of my mythology... calling to me, to all who would come. I love that you posted this. And I love the many of us who come and gather here in this bloggie world we have created. Its just another corner of that field...
Sending you much love sweetie,
e
I love this poem. It's so gentle and wise.
here is the truly strange thing, I posted my poem and then came over here to see what you had put up. The poem on the page opposite of the one I chose was the one, and I almost put it instead. spooky, but still beautiful.
Such a sweet field to be in.
Are we not already there?
Is that not the field we live in?
~ What a lovely post! ~
Here is a little something, I think you will like also *I do*...
Along the same line…
Likeminded Souls
Bx
Yes, I'll be there too
We can each tell our stories and love in the telling
Can we eat? :)
xxxd
thank you little sis
this is simply lovely. thanks. i needed this. :)
i'll meet you there sweetie - with a bra on my head :-).. and such a beautiful photograph x
my fav is your sister's comment (hi!) where she writes "can we eat?". my thoughts exactly :)!
I'll bring a blanket and a thermos full of hot soup.
Ah, what an idea! If onl there was such a place. But I'm afraid that maybe that field has been paved over and a Wallmart built in it!
sooo, why is it whtn i'm "outstanding in my field,"
i'm alone.
with the crickets.
sh*t i hate crickets.
~ mr puddins, signing in for bronxbt who's under the desk
That was exactly what I needed to read today. It made me cry just reading it.
Thank you for your perfect self, and your inspiring words, and beautiful pictures!!!
I amy have to steal that quote for something i am working on... THANK YOU!
xoxox
~Georgia
i'll meet you all there with a bottle of champagne and the biggest punnet of English strawberries. It's always summer there, right? ;-)
Sweet! Love the poem. I will meet you there anytime!
xxxooo
Teresa
I have to giggle-that often ZI come and read a post and then come back to read it again and then leave a comment-then sometimes I forget to come back right away:)
This poem is beautiful and it was really nice to meet you there over the phone yesterday my sweet.
XOXOXO
Thankyou!
boho, i can hear your sweet soothing voice as i read these words. they sound so much a part of your essance...thank you for sharing your light and wisdom.
If I've been to your blog before, it must have been too long ago. Clicked a link at Michelle's and am delighted with all I'm finding here. So glad you survived that karate accident.
There is so little to say in response to such a far reaching poem, except to delight in the notion that so many people resonate to it's meaning. As Rumi would most likely say, it is not a good poem or a bad one, it is just a poem that offers to open a door into the realm of unconditional acceptance of all that life offers us. That field is always instantly available to us all. It is a human tendency to go there with someone, but the power of Rumi's message is that we can go there alone. Love is not dependent upon a recipient.
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