Threshold Society Theme for February 1999

 

Be Empty of Everything but Hu

 

Love came, coursed like blood in the veins under my skin.

As it emptied me, it filled me with the Friend.

Every part of myself became the Friend,

And only a name remained of me, which became Him in the end.

Mevlana Jalaluddin Rumi

 

With every in breath let the silent sound of Hu fill us.

With every outbreath let us be emptied

Of nagging thoughts, fantasies, distractions.

 

 

 

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