MrMary & Ms Tracey Present: The Role of the Feminine in Rumi’s Poetry

DISCLAIMER: This post is an attempt to talk intelligently about some important subjects. It has been treated with the utmost care by myself, MrMary, and my lovely collaborator Ms. Tracey. It is my aim to introduce some topics not to expound in the style of an academic on dense topics. If things are not covered or explained to your particular liking please don’t think that it’s because of cultural disrespect on my part, or our part


Dance when you’re broken open.
Dance when you’ve torn the bandage off.
Dance in the middle of fighting.
Dance in your blood.
Dance when you’re perfectly free.
Struck, the dancer hears a tambourine inside her,
like a wave that crests into foam at the very top,
Maybe you don’t hear that tambourine,
or the tree leaves clapping time.
Close the ears on your head,
that listen mostly to lies and cynical jokes.
There are other things to see, and hear.
Music. Dance.
A brilliant city inside your soul!


From Ms Tracey Published here

Dancing is art, just like painting or writing. It is a form of self-expression; it is used to show emotion. It can express ideas or tell a story. However, in order to dance, you must trust yourself. You cannot be self-conscious and you cannot be embarrassed. No one is more self-conscious than a woman. No one worries more about what other people think, no one struggles more with their body image. I love to dance, but at first I was embarrassed to move, embarrassed to trust my own body’s way of expression. This poem was written for a woman.

It can take months or years to trust your body’s way of expression. You want to enjoy and express yourself, but you’re afraid. You must know your self well enough for this internal struggle to die down. It took time for me to feel the deep joy that I now feel. It takes time and trust. Trust in yourself, trust in your body. Trust in your soul.

Women are some of the strongest creatures ever created. Who cares what others think? Do we really care? Deep down inside, do we really care what others think? Some of us do. That fear swims on the surface, but way deep inside where the soul wants to be free, do we really care? Will that fear of judgement keep us from allowing ourselves to experience the unclouded joy of movement, of revelation, of thankfulness for the gift of being alive?

What about you? Will you dance? Will you express yourself, love yourself, and embrace yourself? Just dance. With music or without, it makes no difference.

Some Thoughts From MrMary

Rumi’s main work is the Masnavi, he opens it with this poem about the reed flute. I will reproduce it here told in a more modern format

A craftsman pulled a reed from the reedbed,
cut holes in it, and called it a human being.

Since then, it has been wailing
a tender agony of parting,
never mentioning the skill
that gave it life as a flute.
No matter what sound comes through the ney, – a kind of flute Rumi refers to, sounds sad. The analogy is that the human being like the flute is cut off from his home, from his origin and as a result no matter what we do we will never find fulfilment we can have all the riches in the world, we can have the most beautiful lover or lovers, the largest mansion but after a while we will tire of all these, and  encounter a real tangible emptiness, and it’s that emptiness inside like the flute that allows the music to come forth from within. Some will choose to ignore the emptiness or mask it with the acquisition of more and more material wealth, however the Sufis believe that if we sit patiently with that emptiness and the subsequent longing that is implicit to emptiness, we can slowly hear that primordial music/call  beckoning us back to our origin. That call or that music if we allow it to play, and if we allow it to inspire us to dance can awaken our consciousness to deeper levels of being and experience. In short a new ways of being, of interacting with the world can be born within us, our race religious persuasion, gender sexuality do not matter at all, this call is something at the heart of the the human condition.
imagesThe Mystical Path, there are many Sufism I feel is an umbrella term for a family of techniques and practices, very much is a celebration of the feminine side of creation. What I mean by that is that deep within, as the aspirant continues with his/her practice a new awareness is born within. It’s like in many ways being pregnant. The qualities most needed for the mystic path are that of
Listening –  One of the main practices of the Sufi mystical path is called Sama – the deep listening with the ear of the heart to this call – i think this shows the extent to which listening is important. In the midst of an accompaniment of the right music and poetry being read or sung one can (while practicing a certain meditation technique) experience not only this call but a taste of “Home” our proverbial reedbed
Surrender – One has to surrender to dictates of the growing spiritual awareness, to the manifestation of teh divine – however you or the aspirant chooses to  define that
In short one if I have understood correctly has to be receptive, one has to be nurturing and loving to one’s self, one’s fellow human being, all of creation. All these qualities and action are generally associated with the feminine. It is not so strange to find in mystical poetry, woman elevated in a way that very often we do not see in daily life, women are the symbol of birth, of endurance, of life manifesting life, of changes in time. It’s no surprise that we have the image here of a female dancer attuned to the promptings, to the  music within. We find in world mythology quite often, women as guide for heros like Medea and Ariadne for example.
I think this is a good intro to this series.
Stay tuned for more

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