Fully grasped and lived,
Rumi’s words would change our world.
Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing
there is a field. I’ll meet you there.
When the wind 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.
Rumi
G'Mar Chatima Tova
I close with this customary greeting whose literal meaning is: "a good final sealing." I will add to that: May you know the love of which you are made. What better than to know this?
With gratitude,
Ani
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Hello Dear Ani,
I am inspired by what you write. Thank you.
I remember you with from our time together so many years ago.
I just wanted you to know that I am appreciating you and what you are doing through these posts.
I am also now a grandmother of two and I couldn’t’ agree more…”the nirvana of being a grandmother!”
Peace, blessings and love,
Theresa
Mariposa, CA
Hi dear Theresa!
How lovely to hear from you!! Thank you for taking the time to write and for sharing that the posts are inspiring. That means a lot to me, as that is my primary intention in posting them!
I would LOVE to see pics of your grandchildren and their mother (mothers?). Are both of your daughters (who I picture as young girls in my mind’s eye) mamas now? Would love, when you have a chance, if you would email me a few pictures at ani@danceletters.com. Let me know if they live near you, too. A few of those wonderful details would be most welcome!
Sending love,
Ani
PS. One of these days, I am going to host a local and then a virtual writing time retreat just for grandmothers. How fun would that be——to write into this miraculous, pinch-me-is-this-real experience.