Those Tender Words of Rumi

Today I participated in a Stone Ritual, 

Drinking the Tears of the World

and Sharing Our Sorrows, with Sounds True One

community and founder, Tami Simon,

lead by Francis Weller,

the author of "The Wild Edge of Sorrow"

 

These were the words by Rumi, 

that Francis Weller read - To Close the Ritual 

 

"Those tender words we share with one another,

are stored in the secret heart of heaven,

one day, like rain,

they will fall and spread,

and our mystery will grow green across the earth."

 

Photo credit:

Lambley Nursery, Ascot, Victoria, Australia,

online newsletter, January 2025 

This remarkable Rhubarb relative grows wild

in the Sichuan mountains of western China.

Rheum alexandrae will test the skills of any gardener

but is worth the effort.

What is life asking of me?

What is life asking of me?
Listen deeply

Share the message we share to share
We are not here to go anywhere

We are just in this place 
to be a calm face
a cheerful smile
a space between
the daily race of life's doings

just to simply be openly receptive  
to feel within

 

and everyday begin again
in a space to be in a peaceful place

 
a place to be open to
all around which sings to you
to hum a tune 
to save an ant
to water life

and live quietly
honoring nature and sitting with trees
 
All is always well
when you retreat 
beyond a deeper seat within

and from there 
begin again to share
all the love you will find right there

Breathe
Smile
Pause a while and walk on
step by step by step
Peace is every step
Every smile shines a light.
 
Blessings, love and peace,
Bee 

Written at noon on August 22, 2025 
Photo was taken of a winter-blossoming pear tree

in a country paddock 7 years ago. 
 

The Gatherings

The gatherings.

Those we gathered as friends

those we let go of again

the mists, the rains,

the clouds, the skies

the hours and hours of lifetimes

lived,

learning we are all here

just to love, and to forgive,

to bring our hearts

to start again,

every new beginning.

 

Written on August 19, 2025  
Photo: Bee, Pink Magnolias, Adelaide Hills

A Gift From A Deeper Place / Close Up

This is a deeper verse, 

which came on June 4, 2019.

I thought I was

'looking-on from what could be',

but most possibly the student was me. 

I even called it Close Up.

 

Last summer,

I memorized the poem,

just to recite expressively to myself.

And now I know how I got here.

Close Up, was a gift to me, 

which I openly share,

as a gift to all from A Deeper Place.

 

 

Close Up

 

Remember when
you dressed my wounds
and told me then
you would always love our times together
but that was never
what it seemed
as you were always
leaving.

And returning 


but not really here.


You were bleeding 


all over the place 


and never facing
 what was true

never being the real you.



 

Sometimes you still


call in
 

to see


what is going on with me.



 

Here today is my plea.


Hear me.


Stay a while
 and listen to my heart beat

come in closer and really meet

Trust


Honesty


Tolerance


Gentleness



What Joy that would be


Defenselessness for me to see,


Generosity to give away all you value here


and Patience now, and for all time
Faithfulness with an Open-mind.



 

If every word was ever heard,


Love would sing, and light would bring

a truly wondrous way to be


living with Simplicity.

This deep and honest verse is expanded here

on August 3, 2025. Written June 4, 2019 

 

 

Velvet Petals

Now I live in treasured spaces within.

I glow in radiance with the flowers.

I like the lightness of the day

as in my life I say:

Both joy and sorrow

travel this path with heart

and so we grow

expressing the inner Self 

we have come to know.

Be soft, be gentle,

be tender and kind

Rest your heart in velvet petals. 

 

This is a re-post of my verse from November 2021