Threshold Society Theme for September 1998

The treasury of timelessness offers this gift. . .
this moment,
this moment so often veiled by senseless thought.

When we live in imaginary time,
in the archives of the ego,
we are deaf and blind to the divine signs
that are revealed in each moment,
on the farthest horizons and within ourselves.

When we live in numbed thought and replayed emotion
Life is unreal:
a poor script by a mediocre author
performed in an empty theater. . .

The Friend says:
Wake up, cross the threshold
into the Real, the dem* of Eternity.

*Dem, a Persian word for moment/breath:

“Demi Hazrati Mevlana. . .
Sirri Shamsi Tabriz. . . “