Ruminating with Rumi
You are a dream within consciousness. Consciousness is an emptiness that is nowhere. It has no form, substance, or boundaries. These words are but thoughts of separation which cannot be real. Reality has no distinctions. It cannot be compared, described, or named. You live in your world like a worm inside an apple—as Rumi likes to say—totally ignorant of the tree, the orchard, and the orchard keeper. You are happy in your apple of ignorance, yet you find sorrow. Sorrow causes you to ponder the possibility that there might be more than the apple. And so, you wonder about it all as you munch away mindlessly.
