Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and right-doing, there is a field. I’ll meet you there.
When the soul lies down in that grass, the world is too full to talk about. Ideas, language, even the phrase “each other” doesn’t make any sense.
What an amazing and inspiring perspective. I love this man!
I always thought concepts like ‘good or bad’, ‘right or wrong’, ‘positive and negative’ are all made up by human perspective. I am not saying that they don’t or shouldn’t exist. I am only saying that we came up with them and we are the ones who care about them.
I truly believe in that ‘field’ that Rumi talked about. The field that is beyond our imagination. Or all of our imagination all come together…
“I can only point to the meaning as Rumi poems try to do. He is a master of the metaphor. Every common place thing he mention refers to something spiritual beyond the range of human perception.
The field is like a whole new field of consciousness so different than the thinking mind that sorts things into right and left, right and wrong, black and white.
Rumi is a rainbow of metaphors that point to a whole new way of seeing and experience life when our own sense of self importance begins to diminish and we look through eyes that were before encrusted with concepts.
Coleman Barks translated this poem of Rumi. Their are many books and youtube videos of Coleman’s translations that allow Rumi to breathe in a way that other translaters aspire to.”
It seems the speaker is talking of a place beyond the narrow-minded assumptions of mankind that there is only good and evil, or black and white. He is talking of a place where things are much more ambiguous; every person has conflicting feelings of both good and bad and instead of black and white, there are grey areas.
Here, the world becomes much harder to understand, but this is NOT an unpleasant change, as the overall msg of this quote seems to be a pleasant one. He is just saying that despite the ambiguous qualities in this world, life is interesting there.
Because there are no ideas or languages, there is no need for conflict in this world, as such things seem to spur conflict.
There is no “each other” because everything, and everyone, is a collective mass, sharing many of the same qualities, feelings, and insight, and in that, they are united and capable of nearly anything. There is strength in numbers.
Well, that’s what I took from it anyway! It really is quite a beautiful quote.
Here is another one of my favourites from Rumi:
Wear gratitude like a cloak and it will feed every corner of your life.