AOM Meditations: "Miracles" by Walt Whitman

Walt Whitman's

"Miracles"

from Leaves of Grass

As for me, I know nothing else but miracles,

Whether I walk the streets of Manhattan,

Or dart my sight over the roofs of houses toward the sky,

Or wade with naked feet along the beach 

just in the edge of the water,

Or stand under the trees in the woods,

Or talk by day with any one I love,

Or sleep in bed at night with any one I love,

Or watch honey bees busy around the hive of a summer forenoon...

Or the wonderfulness of the sundown,

Or of stars shining so quiet and bright,

Or the exquisite delicate thin curve of the new moon in spring...

What stranger miracles are there?

~Walt Whitman

AOM TV: Harry Baker's "Paper People"

Absolutely Stunning and Entertaining

This talk was given at a local TEDx event, produced independently of the TED Conferences. From primes to proper pop-up purple paper people, Harry Baker performs his a pun-tastic and poignant poetry.

Harry Baker has always loved words. He's been blessed enough to travel round the world with them, winning the Poetry Slam World Cup in 2012 and currently using a maths degree as an excuse to live in Germany and find heaps more new words to play with. After two 5-star Edinburgh Fringe festival shows and almost growing a beard once, the next adventure is having his first book released in April this year.

While funny, this poem is very meaningful

Harry Baker

 Grand Slam Poetry Champion performing at TEDxExeter

performing

"Paper People"

MUSIC VIDEO: "HU: The Zikr" - Sufi Zikr Meditation

CAPTIVATING and MEMORIZING 

Breathtaking. Entrancing. Exhilarating.

Lovingly presenting the short video 'Introduction to Hu, The Zikr' with the soul-stirring narration by beloved Anandmurti Gurumaa. It features the ecstatic poetry of Mevlana Jalaluddin Rumi coupled with captivating music that truly enthralls. Watch, awaken, and don't go back to sleep. Rejoice watching it!

HU: The Zikr

Narration by 

Anandmurti Gurumaa

Sufi Zikr Meditation 

Poetry by 

Rumi

Music composed by 

Kanchman Babbar

Ney by Kanchman Babbar

Rhythm by Babbi

For years, copying other people, I tried to know myself.
From within, I couldn’t decide what to do.
Unable to see, I heard my name being called.
Then I walked outside.

The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you.
Don’t go back to sleep.
You must ask for what you really want.
Don’t go back to sleep.
People are going back and forth across the doorsill
where the two worlds touch.
The door is round and open.
Don’t go back to sleep.

~Rumi

POETRY: "What Was Told, That" by Rumi - Read by Coleman Barks

 A Poem by Rumi 

Beautifully read by Coleman Barks

What Was Told, That

What was said to the rose that made it open was said

to me here in my chest.

What was told the cypress that made it strong

and straight, 

what was whispered the jasmine 

so it is what it is, 

whatever made sugarcane sweet, 

whatever was said to the inhabitants of the town of 

Chigil in Turkestan that makes them so handsome, 

whatever lets the pomegranate flower blush

like a human face, that is being said to me now. I blush. 

Whatever put eloquence in

language, that's happening here.

The great warehouse doors open; I fill with gratitude,

chewing a piece of sugarcane,

in love with the one to whom every that belongs!