These two things caught my attention today. The artwork above and the poem by Rumi, below.
Be crumbled,
So wildflowers will come up
Where you are.
You have been stony for too many years.
Try something different.
Surrender.
– Rumi
At first I thought I might have to choose between sharing one or the other; that they didn’t really relate.
But then I realized that the reclining monks beautifully embody the essence of being fully surrendered. And that the ability to embrace our beautiful self — just as we are — is the essence of the something different that we really need to do.