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| On the Nile by Janaka Stagnaro | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| SUFI WISDOM | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Possessors of knowledge and seekers of knowledge are the only two groups of any use to humanity. --Muhammad |
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| I died from minerality and became vegetable; And from vegativeness I died and became animal. I died from animality and became human. Then why fear disappearance through death? Next time I shall die Bring forth wings and feathers like angels; After that, soaring higher than angels; What you cannot imagine I shall be that. --Rumi |
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| You may try a hundred things, but love alone will release you from yourself. So never flee from love--not even from love in an earthly guise--for it is a preperation for the supreme Truth. How will you read the Koran without first learning the alphabet? --Jami |
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| Love is the funeral pyre Where I have laid my living bod. All the false notions of myself That once cause fear, pain, Have turned to ash As I neared God --Hafiz |
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| Leave everything and cleave to love! Turn your heart from all else; feel love in your whole being! Take love as your guide to the land of being so that you may reach the True Beloved, enter the Paradise of God's essence, behold the beauty of the Friend, gather the roses of the garden of Union. In the way of love, the lover sacrifices himself but finds the Dear One. All the saints who have drunk the wine of love have sacrificed themselves thus in the way of love. --Sheikh Muzaffer |
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| O mind, remember the Name, Else thou shalt repent after death. I tell thee again, remember the Name, Else after death thou shalt repent. And it will be too late. --Kabir |
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Meditation leads to salvation's door: Go to heaven -- why go back to the world? In the house of the fearless One, where music, unstruck, sounds, you shall play trumpets. Meditate upon Him in your heart. Without meditation there is no salvation. (Rest) Unfettered meditation brings salvation: Your heavy load is taken off. Welcome Him in your heart, so you will not be born again and again. Blissful meditation will light a lamp inside you that does not need any oil. This lamp will make you immortal; this lamp will draw out the poison of lust and anger. Pierce this meditation that gives you salvation, and wear it around your neck. Never take it off. Meditate always: Your guru's grace will get you across. Meditation will free you from dependence on others: You will sleep on silken sheets at home. Your heart will be at peace; your life will blossom: Deeply drink this meditation. This meditation will erase your blemishes; you will be free from Maya's touch. Meditate, meditate, and sing, "Hari, Hari" [God, God]. You will obtain this meditation from your true guru [Satguru]. Always, always meditate day and night: When you rise, when you lie down, when you breathe in, when you breathe out. Waking or sleeping, relish the taste of meditation -- meditation will bring union. Meditation will remove all your burdens; meditation upon Ram's name will become your support. Kabir, says, "He is limitless." -Kabir |
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| 'Devotion', by Janaka Stagnaro | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| If you could get rid of yourself just once, The secret of secrets Would open to you. The face of the unknown, Hidden beyond the universe Would appear on the Mirror of your perception. -Rumi- |
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| Kabir says this: When the Guest is being searched for, it is the intensity of the longing for the Guest that does all the work. Look at me, and you will see a slave of that intensity. Friend, hope for the Guest while you are alive. Jump into experience while you are alive! think.....and think.....while you are alive. What you call 'salvation' belongs to the time before death. If you don't break your ropes while you're alive, do you think ghosts will do it after? The idea that the soul will join with the ecstatic just because the body is rotten -- that is all fantasy. What is found now is found then. The Guest is inside you, and also inside me; you know the sprout is hidden inside the seed. We are all struggling; none of us has gone far. Let your arrogance go, and look around inside. The blue sky opens out farther and farther, the daily sense of failure goes away, the damage I have done to myself fades, a million suns come forward with Light, when I sit firmly in that world. I hear bells ringing that no one has shaken, inside "love" there is more joy than we know of, rain pours down, although the sky is clear of clouds, there are whole rivers of Light. The universe is shot through in all parts by a single sort of love. -Kabir |
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| WHAT SHOULD WE DO ABOUT THAT MOON? A wine bottle fell from a wagon and broke open in a field. That night one hundred beetles and all their cousins Gathered and did some serious binge drinking. They even found some seed husks nearby and began to play them like drums and whirl. This made God very happy. Then the "night candle" rose into the sky and one drunk creature, laying down his instrument, said to his friend ~ for no apparent Reason, "What should we do about that moon?" Seems to Hafiz Most everyone has laid aside the music Tackling such profoundly useless Questions. ~ Hafiz ~ |
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| ''Under Tree and Moon', by Janaka Stagnaro |
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| Poetry reveals that there is no empty space. When your truth forsakes its shyness, When your fears surrender to your strengths, You will begin to experience That all existence Is a teeming sea of infinite life. In a handful of ocean water You could not count all the finely tuned Musicians Who are acting stoned For very intelligent and sane reasons And of course are becoming extremely sweet And wild. In a handful of the sky and earth, In a handful of God, We cannot count All the ecstatic lovers who are dancing there Behind the mysterious veil. True art reveals there is no void Or darkness. There is no loneliness to the clear-eyed mystic In this luminous, brimming Playful world. - Hafiz |
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