a radical heart

Rumi said, in the midst of conflict:

“I go into the Muslim mosque, and the Jewish synagogue and the Christian church and I see one altar.”

How open, or how big must one’s heart be to allow such a thought?  Can such a radical notion of generosity of heart ever take root today?  Perhaps not until we give up utterly what it is that we desire most will we come closer to that which is for the most part lost to us and beyond our reach for there is too much in the way.

Such is the heart of St. Dwynwen who gave up everything for the sake of others love.


Strange that I should be reading from a Islamic Mystic at this time. Seriously though, we (those of us who do care how our fellow travellers are treated) should all read a bit of Islamic material – beats a lot of the the trashy Christian stuff I get to read. Not sure what it is about it, just seems so sincere.

Anyway, Rumi.

One Morning while working in Bangor, the Chaplain (John) had been doing Zen as usual and had left a note on the desk… Is there a God? Well I replied with some quirky remark now lost in the depths of recycling, but yesterday while reading Rumi came up with a far better answer.

Why should I seek? I am the same as
he. His essence speaks through me.
I have been looking for myself!

Rumi Selected Poems PENGUIN CLASSICS 2004