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Welcome to The Inner Peace Zone. The Inner Peace Zone is my diary of my poetry and other self-expressions. All the pictures on the blog are self-photography unless where stated otherwise. Any resemblance to any picture on the web is pure coincidence. I hope you enjoy reading The Inner Peace Zone. Love & Peace, Rosy Kaur

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The Love Child

They say I am just a leaf But I tell you, it is my belief... That I am The Love Child of my Universe You see, Sun - my father, never ...

Healing Myself - 3. A Love Affair with God?

3. A Love Affair with God?

I am blessed in life with much; therefore I am grateful to the Creator for all the blessings. But the traumas in my life had left me always waking up with an unbearable turmoil in my heart. As an injured bird flutters in pain…so has been the state of my heart every day when I opened my eyes upon awaking . No amount of prayer, counseling would take that pain away. I always felt deep sadness and longing in my heart. I did not know what the feeling called joy feels within; until a few months ago when I met someone who took upon himself the task of being my coach and mentor. His name is George. Soon after meeting George, I had a dream in which I am a princess and a King expresses his affection to me. I felt so loved and cherished in the dream. Following day, when George and I discussed my dream, George made me understand that same joyous feeling is what I am supposed to feel in real life, when I am healed.

Today, for the first time in my life, I woke up feeling that same joyous feeling of peace and bliss. I should like to share a poem by Jelauddin Rumi, a 12th century poet:

What Was Told, That...
By Jalalu'l-din Rumi

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!

And so, at this moment, I am asking myself, "Is this how a love affair with God is?"
Love & Peace ~Rosy Kaur.  02.03.2011
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