{"id":3,"date":"2004-08-29T13:48:44","date_gmt":"2004-08-29T20:48:44","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/randomandodd.com\/?p=3"},"modified":"2006-04-03T10:39:57","modified_gmt":"2006-04-03T17:39:57","slug":"rumi-sunday","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/randomandodd.com\/?p=3","title":{"rendered":"Rumi Sunday"},"content":{"rendered":"

A night full of talking that hurts, my worst held-back secrets. Everything has to do with loving and not loving. This night will pass. Then we have work to do. ~rumi<\/strong><\/p>\n

Sometimes when things start to get weird in my life, I turn to my stones and Rumi. They understand me. This isn’t something I share with a lot of people because of the lack of understanding. I don’t need another reason for people to think that I’m weird. Anyway, i was looking for a poem from Essential Rumi this morning that describes what I am feeling, but I couldn’t find it. The poem has to do with really thinking about what you want before you ask for it. It talks about trying to do something and it always backfires and then the end of the poem he ends up really hurting himself and he says, “I should be watchful for what I wish for.”<\/p>\n

Elliot Richards : I wish that I were the most sensitive man in the world.
\nThe Devil : [Smiling] Okay, good…
\nElliot Richards : Oh, wait! I wish I were the most EMOTIONALLY sensitive man in the world. The Devil : Damn. I was hoping you wouldn’t catch that. I could’ve had a lot of fun with that one. ~Bedazzled<\/p>\n

I wrote a letter to god the other day. I remembered to not mention what I wanted. I have asked Him for so many things in my life, and he has given them to me. It always turns out freakish and not what I asked for, but then again…it was. I wanted someone that could help me grow as a person and he gave it to me. It was too muchI wanted someone that didn’t live in the clouds and he gave it to me…with strings.I asked for someone like me, who would love me for who I am and love the strange things that make me, Me. I asked for someone who had children and got along with the ex. I asked for someone to like my ex. I asked for someone that my kids would love and trust. Gave me that. I should be watchful of what I ask for.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

A night full of talking that hurts, my worst held-back secrets. Everything has to do with loving and not loving. This night will pass. Then we have work to do. ~rumi Sometimes when things start to get weird in my life, I turn to my stones and Rumi. They understand me. This isn’t something I share with a lot of people because of the lack of understanding. I don’t need another reason for people to think that I’m weird. Anyway, i was looking for a poem from Essential Rumi this morning that describes what I am feeling, but I couldn’t find it. The poem has to do with really thinking about what you want before you ask for it. It talks about trying to do something and it always backfires and then the end of the poem he ends up really hurting himself and he says, “I should be watchful for what I wish for.” Elliot Richards : I wish that I were the most sensitive man in the world. The Devil : [Smiling] Okay, good… Elliot Richards : Oh, wait! I wish I were the most EMOTIONALLY sensitive man in the world. The Devil : Damn. I was hoping you wouldn’t catch that. I could’ve had a lot of fun with that one. ~Bedazzled I wrote a letter to god the other day. I remembered to not mention what I wanted. I have asked Him for so many things in my life, and he has given them to me. It always turns out freakish and not what I asked for, but then again…it was. I wanted someone that could help me grow as a person and he gave it to me. It was too muchI wanted someone that didn’t live in the clouds and he gave it to me…with strings.I asked for someone like me, who would love me for who I am and love the strange things that make me, Me. I asked for someone who had children and got along with the ex. I asked for someone to like my ex. I asked for someone that my kids would love and trust. Gave me that. I should be watchful of what I ask for.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-3","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-random"],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/randomandodd.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/randomandodd.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/randomandodd.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/randomandodd.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/randomandodd.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=3"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/randomandodd.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/randomandodd.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=3"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/randomandodd.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=3"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/randomandodd.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=3"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}