Seasons of PeacePoems from Rumi |
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Rumi |
Guest House |
Shadow and Light |
Only Breath |
The Hidden |
| Shadow and Light | The Self We Share | Who Says Words With My Mouth? | Two Kinds of Intelligence | Not Intrigued With Evening | |
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Two Kinds of Intelligence
There are two kinds of intelligence:
One acquired, as a child in school memorizes facts and concepts from books and from what the teacher says, collecting information from the traditional sciences as well as from the new sciences. With such intelligence you rise in the world. You get ranked ahead or behind others in regard to your competence in retaining information. You stroll with this intelligence in and out of fields of knowledge, getting always more marks on your preserving tablets. There is another kind of tablet, one already completed and preserved inside you. A spring overflowing its springbox. A freshness in the center of the chest. This other intelligence does not turn yellow or stagnate. It's fluid, and it doesn't move from outside to inside through conduits of plumbing-learning. This second knowing is a fountainhead from within you, moving out. |
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From The Essential Rumi, page 178. Translated by Coleman Barks.
© Copyright, 2004, HarperSanFrancisco. Permission pending; fair use intended. |
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