Romper Rumi

By Cort Curtis

Embark on a journey through the poetic and mystical landscape of Rumi, as it comes alive in an entirely new light. "Romper Rumi: 101 Tales based on the words of Rumi" is a treasure trove of stories, each weaving the timeless wisdom of the 13th-century Persian poet into narratives that resonate with the modern soul.

 

Designed to captivate and enlighten, this collection offers a twist by presenting Rumi's words in a format that is accessible and relatable to all age groups. A perfect blend of historical context, spiritual insight, and everyday applications, these tales are mini-manuals to a fulfilling life, inspired by the profound lessons embedded in Rumi's verses.

 

What You Will Discover Inside:

• Mystical Adventures: Follow characters who find their paths by stumbling upon Rumi's words in the most unexpected of places.
• Emotional Resonance: Dive deep into human psychology and emotional complexity, exploring themes of love, loss, joy, and sorrow.
• Spiritual Underpinnings: Rekindle the sense of wonder for the divine and the cosmos, through tales imbued with the timeless lessons of spirituality.
• Life Lessons: Learn or re-learn the age-old wisdom on how to live life fully, with authenticity and courage.
• Whimsical Word Imagery: Each tale is accompanied by beautiful, whimsical words to enhance your reading experience.

Whether you're a spiritual seeker, a lover of literature, or someone seeking respite in the power of stories, "Romper Rumi: 101 Tales based on the words of Rumi" offers a nourishing read that beckons the heart and soul towards a deeper understanding of life and love.

 

Unveil the magic, wit, and wisdom of Rumi as never before. Add "Romper Rumi" to your collection today, and let each tale be a stepping stone on your path to spiritual enlightenment and self-discovery.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Cort Curtis, Ph.D.
• Release date: Sep 10, 2023
• ISBN: 9798223476993

Cort Curtis

I'm a storyteller who writes tales inspired by the brave people I meet in my job as a helper. I love sharing stories that help us understand our feelings and each other better. 📚❤️🌟

Book preview

The Garden of Hearts

ONCE UPON A TIME, IN a quaint little village named Emora, lived two young individuals named Lily and Tim. Lily loved gardening, and Tim was passionate about painting. Although they lived in the same village, their paths had never crossed.

Lily would spend her days planting flowers, herbs, and vegetables. Her garden was a rainbow of colors and a festival of fragrances. People often said her garden had a magical touch, as every plant seemed to flourish under her care.

Tim, on the other hand, found his canvas to be the garden of his soul. With each stroke, he painted the worlds he saw in his dreams—vivid, colorful, and brimming with emotion. His art touched the hearts of everyone who saw it.

One day, Lily found an unusual seed in her garden. It was golden and shimmered in the light. Intrigued, she planted it in the most fertile spot. As days passed, the seed grew into a mysterious plant unlike any other, with a flower bud that remained closed.

Meanwhile, Tim felt an urge to paint something different. As he dipped his brush in paint, his hand moved as if guided by an invisible force. He painted a flower he had never seen before—its petals golden and shimmery, just like the seed Lily had planted.

The village decided to hold a festival to celebrate the talents that made their community so unique. Lily brought the mysterious plant, still with its unopened golden bud, and Tim displayed his new painting, the image of the mysterious flower.

When Lily saw Tim's painting, her eyes widened in astonishment. That's the flower! But how could you know? It hasn’t even bloomed yet!

Tim was equally amazed, I have no idea. I felt like I was meant to paint it, even though I've never seen it.

Just then, the golden bud in Lily’s pot began to quiver and slowly unfurled its petals. As it bloomed, its fragrance filled the air, and it looked exactly like the flower in Tim’s painting.

Everyone gasped in awe, but Old Owl, the village sage, smiled knowingly and said, Lovers don't finally meet somewhere. They're in each other all along.

From that moment, Lily and Tim knew their hearts had been connected long before they ever met, much like the mysterious golden flower that seemed to exist in both their worlds simultaneously.

And so, Lily and Tim finally realized they were each other's missing piece. Their gardens, both literal and metaphorical, thrived like never before, nurtured by the love that had been in them all along.

Lovers don’t finally meet somewhere. They’re in each other all along.

The Journey of a Thousand Roads

IN A DISTANT LAND FILLED with enchanted forests and mystical mountains, lived two best friends, Aria the rabbit and Orion the owl. They were inseparable and had explored almost every nook and cranny of their world together.

However, one day, they discovered an ancient map in a hidden chamber beneath the Great Oak Tree. The map showed a labyrinth of paths, each marked with different symbols—some paths led to fields of flowers, some to towering mountains, and others to starry skies.

Overwhelmed with curiosity and the promise of new adventures, Aria and Orion decided to set out separately to explore these magical paths. They made a pact to meet back under the Great Oak Tree after their journeys.

Aria hopped through fields of sunflowers, where she danced with the butterflies. She felt pure joy and knew that this was one of her ways to kneel and kiss the ground.

Orion, on the other hand, flew high into the mountains where the air was crisp, and the world below looked like a tapestry of endless beauty. As he soared, he too felt like he was kneeling and kissing the ground, albeit from the sky.

Days turned into weeks, and weeks into months. Both Aria and Orion experienced their own sets of challenges and wonders, and they found new ways to love the world they thought they knew so well.

Finally, the day came when they both returned to the Great Oak Tree, their hearts full of stories and their souls full of life.

Aria asked, Did you find what you were looking for, Orion?

Orion smiled, I did, and more. Each path taught me a new way to love our home. What about you?

I felt the same, Aria said, her eyes shining. I found that there are a thousand ways to kneel and kiss the ground; there are a thousand ways to go home again.

Just then, the ancient map they had left under the tree started glowing, and the paths merged into a single, golden trail that led right back to the spot they were standing on.

Sage Old Lynx, who had been watching from a distance, approached them and said, You see, every journey you take away from home teaches you another way to come back, to appreciate, and to love. Home isn't just a place; it's the love and understanding you carry within you.

And so, Aria and Orion realized that no matter how far they roamed, their friendship and love for their home were the compasses that would always guide them back.

They knew that life had many more paths for them to explore, but they also knew that each path was simply another beautiful way to kneel, to kiss the ground, and to go home again.

There are a thousand ways to kneel and kiss the ground; there are a thousand ways to go home again.

The Tale of Thunderous Theo and Whispering Wally

IN THE HEART OF MEADOWLAND, where grass grew lush and flowers bloomed in full splendor, lived two very different creatures: Thunderous Theo, a boisterous lion, and Whispering Wally, a gentle mouse.

Thunderous Theo had a voice as loud as thunder. When he spoke, everyone in Meadowland heard him. He believed that the louder he was, the more attention he would get, and the more things would get done. ROAR! Let's all gather for a meeting! he would shout, causing birds to fly off in a panic and flowers to wilt.

Whispering Wally, on the other hand, spoke in soft, thoughtful tones. Let's help each other, he would murmur quietly, and those who took the time to listen found wisdom and kindness in his words.

One day, the creatures of Meadowland faced a problem. The river that flowed through their home had mysteriously dried up. Panic spread across the land, and everyone looked to Theo for a solution.

Theo roared as loud as he could, We MUST find the source of this problem! EVERYONE, follow me! His voice echoed through the hills, causing more chaos and even scaring away the clouds that had begun to gather in the sky.

Wally approached Theo and said, May I suggest something?

What? Speak up! Theo roared.

Wally took a deep breath and raised his words, Raise your words, not voice. It is rain that grows flowers, not thunder.

Theo looked puzzled, What do you mean?

Wally explained, Sometimes, loudness can drive away what we need most. Like the clouds, they fled when you roared. Instead, let's invite them gently, and perhaps, they will bless us with rain.

Theo thought about what Wally had said and finally understood. You're right, Wally. I've been so focused on being loud that I've forgotten the power of being clear and kind.

The next day, Theo gathered everyone but spoke differently. His voice was softer but filled with a conviction that resonated with all. Let's work together to solve this problem, friends.

As if on cue, the clouds gathered, and it began to rain, filling the river once more.

The flowers blossomed brighter, and everyone thanked Wally and Theo. From that day on, Theo was no longer Thunderous, but became known as Thoughtful Theo, always remembering that it was the quality of words that had the true power to bring about change.

Wally's wisdom had helped Theo understand, Raise your words, not voice. It is rain that grows flowers, not thunder.

Raise your words, not voice. It is rain that grows flowers, not thunder.

The Awakening of Willow and the Dream Garden

IN A MYSTICAL WORLD where dreams and reality intertwined, lived Willow, a curious young fox. Willow lived in a vibrant forest called Dream Garden, a place so picturesque and perfect that many believed it to be a dream. Fruits always tasted sweet, rainbows appeared after every rain, and laughter filled the air.

However, Willow was different. She felt a deep, unexplainable sense of grief. Why do I feel so sad in a world so beautiful? she pondered every day, confused by her own emotions.

One day, she met Elder Sage, a wise old turtle known for his profound wisdom. Why so glum in a place so full of life, young one? he asked.

This place is a dream, Sage. But why does it not bring me joy? I feel as if I'm waiting for something, and it fills me with sorrow, Willow replied.

Elder Sage looked at her with empathetic eyes and said, This place is a dream. Only a sleeper considers it real. Then death comes like dawn, and you wake up laughing at what you thought was your grief.

Willow was puzzled. What do you mean, Sage?

Life here is like a dream, beautiful but temporary. The sorrow you feel is because your soul knows this isn't your final home. It yearns for something eternal. Death in this world is not an end but an awakening to an even more glorious reality, Sage explained.

Feeling both intrigued and confused, Willow decided to meditate on Sage's words. She sat by the pond, where the lilies floated like stars on a liquid sky, and meditated until she fell into a deep, peaceful sleep.

In her sleep, she found herself in another world, one that was even more vibrant and filled with an unexplainable joy. She felt a sense of peace she had never felt before, and her heart felt lighter than air. When she looked around, she saw familiar faces—friends and family who had passed on—waving at her with smiles that radiated love and warmth.

Suddenly, she woke up. She found herself back in Dream Garden, but something had changed. Her sense of grief had vanished, replaced by an overwhelming feeling of joy and peace. She ran to Elder Sage and exclaimed, I understand now! I woke up laughing at what I thought was my grief!

Elder Sage smiled, Now you know, young Willow, that what we see as an end is just a new beginning. Our grief is nothing but a brief shadow in the eternal light of joy.

Willow felt truly awakened. She spent the rest of her days in Dream Garden helping others see the beauty in both life and its transitions, always reminding them, This place is a dream. Only a sleeper considers it real. Then death comes like dawn, and you wake up laughing at what you thought was your grief.

And so, Willow lived every day like a new awakening, awaiting the eternal dawn that would one day envelop her in everlasting light and laughter.

This place is a dream. Only a sleeper considers it real. Then death comes like dawn, and you wake up laughing at what you thought was your grief.

The Humble Journey of Petra the Peacock

ONCE UPON A TIME, IN a lush forest filled with all sorts of marvelous creatures, lived Petra, a beautiful peacock. Petra had feathers more vibrant than the morning sun and a strut that demanded attention. Though she was admired by all, Petra was quite full of herself. She believed her beauty made her superior to the other animals.

One day, a wise elder named Ora, a golden oriole known for her wisdom and kindness, spoke of a legendary realm called the Kingdom of Love. It was said that whoever reached it would understand the true meaning of love and compassion.

Intrigued and thinking it would be an easy task, Petra declared, I shall find this Kingdom of Love and become its queen, for who is more deserving of love than me?

Ora said, Would you become a pilgrim on the road of love? The first condition is that you make yourself humble as dust and ashes.

Petra laughed, Humble as dust and ashes? With feathers as beautiful as mine? Impossible!

Regardless, Petra set off, navigating through dense forests, high mountains, and deep rivers. But wherever she went, her pride followed. She would scoff at the simple flowers and look down upon the small creatures, thinking none as grand as her.

Finally, she reached the gates of the Kingdom of Love. But no matter how hard she tried, the gates wouldn’t open. Frustrated, Petra peered inside and saw animals of all shapes and sizes living in harmony, and she felt a yearning she had never felt before.

Disappointed and weary, she returned to Ora. I failed, Petra admitted, The gates wouldn’t open for me.

Ora looked at her softly, "The gates of the Kingdom