“God picks up the reed-flute world and blows.
Each note is a need coming through one of us, a passion, a longing-pain.
Remember the lips
where the wind-breath originated,
and let your note be clear.
Don’t try to end it.
Be your note.”
— The Essential Rumi
translated by Coleman Barks
So often when I feel needy I try to be tough, an admirable goal. Nobody likes a whiner. It is good to remember how tough some people have it. In comparison I am a spoiled brat.
But there are some longings that are not just materialistic pithering. There is desire for respect, for achievement, for intimate connection, for love. There is the longing to be useful, to be needed, to be recognized, to belong.
These passions may drive us in positive directions, not to acquire and hoard but to give and connect.
These desires define us, inspire us to commit to relationships and actions that shape our existence. They are the wind of our self-fulfilling destiny blowing through us. We can embrace our longing and sing our own note loud and clear.
The Harmony will be incomplete without us.