“Every moment I shape my destiny with a chisel, I am a carpenter of my own soul.” ― Rumi
Something opens our wings. Something makes boredom and hurt disappear. Someone fills the cup in front of us: We taste only sacredness. (Rumi)
Unknowingly, I opened myself to the secret way. And then this quote appeared, explaining everything.
Why are you so enchanted by this world, when a mine of gold lies within you? ~Rumi