“… Art gives a teasing taste of surrender without the full experience. Beautiful poetry can keep one on the verge of the oceanic annihilation in God. Rumi says, we’ve been walking in the surf holding our robes up, when we should be diving naked under, and deeper under.”
That is Coleman Barks’ contextual prose (partial) for the chapter titled : Art as Flirtation with Surrender … indeed in this poem (from that chapter) Rumi gives us a taste of this “surrender” – deeper and deeper … as “practiced” by the Greeks, who are like Sufis, in this regard! … Enjoy !
The Prophet said, “There are some who see me
by the same light in which I am seeing them.
Our natures are one.
Without reference to any strands
of lineage, without reference to texts or traditions,
we drink the life-water together.”
Here’s a story about that hidden mystery:
The Chinese and the Greeks
were arguing as to who were the better artists.
The King said,
“We’ll settle this matter with a debate.”
The Chinese began talking,
but the Greeks wouldn’t say anything.
The Chinese suggested then
that they each be given a room to work on
with their artistry, two rooms facing each other
and divided by a curtain.
The Chinese asked the King
for a hundred colors, all the variations,
and each morning they came to where
the dyes were kept and took them all.
The Greeks took no colors.
“They’re not part of our work.”
They went to their room
and began cleaning and polishing the walls. All day
every day they made those walls as pure and clear
as an open sky.
There is a way that leads from all-colors
to colorlessness. Know that the magnificent variety
of the clouds and the weather comes from
the total simplicity of the sun and the moon.
The Chinese finished, and they were so happy.
They beat the drums in the joy of completion.
The King entered their room,
astonished by the gorgeous color and detail.
The Greeks then pulled the curtain dividing the rooms.
The Chinese figures and images shimmeringly reflected
on the clear Greek walls. They lived there,
even more beautifully, and always
changing in the light.
The Greek art is the Sufi way.
They don’t study books of philosophical thought.
They make their loving clearer and clearer.
No wantings, no anger. In that purity
they receive and reflect the images of every moment,
from here, from the stars, from the void.
They take them in
as though they were seeing
with the Lighted Clarity
that sees them.
Poem: From The Essential Rumi, Translations by Coleman Barks with John Moyne.
Post and Featured Image: (edited and logo added) Sunrise over Snowdonia by Hefin Owen, CC BY-SA 2.0.
I am delighted to see that you added Laksman Joo to your list of teachers. I have been familiar with him since the days of ‘Zen flesh Zen Bones from the sixties (!) when Paul Reps featured a section from Laksman Joo’s lips viz. ‘sutras’ from the Vijnana Bhairava! The teachings of this noble Kashmiri sage are well worth ‘digesting’ or indeed ‘mulling over ‘ as they reveal the Self in the act of looking into one’s own Magic Mirror of Bliss!
As a side note: my translation-cum- ‘transposition’ of Abhinavagupta’s classic the Paramarthasara (re-titled Parvati’s Mirror, Parrot Press, 2018) is also available for ‘review.’ Laksmanjoo himself did produce a ‘room-conversation style’ edition of this work under the sub-title ‘Essence of the Supreme Reality’ (Ishwar Ashram Trust, 2016, New Delhi) .I am hereby offering you a dozen or so copies as a donation for you library! ’ Please let me know where to send them! In addition, as I have been painting for over fifty years I have hundreds of drawings and sumi-e style ink paintings in my extensive portfolio. I am happy to send you some samples which you may see fit to use as illustrations for your noble magazine. Let me know the good news!
With deference and joy, Radhika (aka Rishika) Devi
Thank you so much for your generous offer.