Whirling in Beirut…

Whirling on my roof (Photo: Eddie Chu)

Whirling (Photo: Eddie Chu)

Sometimes I laugh, weep sometimes; sometimes I fall, rise sometimes.

Messiah, in my heart, I bear;
and I, the infirm, whirl…

— Rumi

This morning, I taught a Sufi whirling class in Beirut. It’s always exciting to see new whirling dervishes take flight. Whenever I start my morning with whirling, the rest of the day flows right along…

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