Oh yes, I think when we know how much it means to us when people are open and kind, it feels good to return it to the world. It can be hard to get started but I like to compliment like you say - a great conversation starter. Yesterday it was a young girl at the supermarket with bright blue hair and a lopsided undercut. She was quite surprised to have me gush about how gorgeous it looked, particularly as to her I was probably some old lady. And you think, if I offer openness to her,maybe it keeps her a little open too I mean I don't think that AS I do it, it's only part of a deeper reflection with you haha.

I love Rumi too. My Dad used to have these cassettes he was given of someone reading Rumi to raga music. Wish he had kept them. I had a friend read a Rumi poem at our wedding.

Each Note

God picks up the reed-flute world and blows.

Each note is a need coming through one of us

a passion, a longing-pain.

Remember the lips

where the wind-breath note originated,

and let your note be clear.

Don’t try to end it.

Be your note.

I’ll show you how it’s enough.

Go up on the roof at night

in this city of the soul.

Let everyone climb on their roofs

and sing their notes!

Sing loud!

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We also had a Rumi poem at Dads funeral. So yeah. We kinda like him too.