This one... could be dangerous... (she sighs, as she is led toward piles of shoes, colored acrylic tumblers, a bright green Kitchen Aid, and ...)
Think those are completely safe things to love!
This is going to sound really cranky, but I'm not, and I say it sincerely: it has a nice sound, but if I had made this my guiding motto, I would be REALLY sorry today about where it led me. Examples abound. I am utterly grateful to not be there.
Rumi was very much about reflective and contemplative living, so doubt that he would be advocating blindly rushing after whims and infatuations. But that's my understanding of a 13th century poet and mystic!