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Wise Words

Apr 21, 2012

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"Sufism is not a fashion statement but a serious quest for union with God."


Jashn e Khusrau




Art in Sufism

Apr 21, 2012

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This is a breathtaking water color painting made by S. a. Noori. An article about a recent exhibition in Islamabad covers the spirituality that lives in them:

From Tribune.com./pk:

Noory’s work is nuanced with Sufism- white bearded men in trance, holding the Quran. Perhaps the most intriguing piece is a painting of a tall, bearded man with his hand outstretched upwards holding onto a rope as he looks serenely towards the sand. The rope goes straight into the sky and out of the painting where the viewer is left wondering where the other end of the rope must be.You can read the complete article here.




Sanam Marvi

Apr 21, 2012

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From GulfNews comes this article about Sanam Marvi, considered one of the youngest singer-story tellers:

The rising voice of Sufi music
It's about love … the love of humanity.
It's about a world with no boundaries, no violence and no hunger.
It's about a path that says the only true thing to live by is ‘Haq' or ‘right'.
Its instrument is music. Its storytellers are poets and singers.
Its battle, or ‘jihad', is against the ever-manifest human ego.
Sufism is — compassion. And Sanam Marvi perhaps its youngest storyteller.

To continue reading this article please click here





What is Real Love?

Apr 21, 2012

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This is a series of two videos by Shaykh Hisham Kabbani. I invite you to watch and listen to them too.





COMPASSION

Apr 20, 2012

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I saw a man in the crowd. He was lying there, with dust that he had carried on his clothes from the desert. His clothes were dirty with the mixture of the desert dust and from the city. He was wearing a beard but it was almost difficult to perceive it, as his face was almost covered by one side of his brown rather black from dirt covers. He didn't wear sandals, and his feet were filled with dust and callouses, even on his plants. There, lying this way, there was a group of youngsters who were laughing and making fun of him, trying to find his beard and pull out some hair, while peasants were looking from time to time, but directly going to the market to get some goat and cheese. Be the wall where the man was leaning on the floor, stood a high minaret, all with its joy and silence while birds would dance to and fro, and the sunbeams still were waiting to leave. The man seemed so tired that I looked inside my bag and found some water still remaining from a plastic bottle I was wearing. Crossing the street I approached the group of youngsters and showed the bottle to one of them and said "here, give him some water, for he is exhausted". The young boy looked puzzled at me and started laughing, as if I was not even aware of the meaning of what was going on, a total stranger in a strange land. But that was not the case. I asked him " Do you know who this man is?" And he replied with another question "Do I care"? And he, with the others, continued laughing about him and leaning on him to tell him stupid things. The man was uttering words of tiredness, and of some mysterious happenings that I could not clearly hear. Then I approached him and told the youngsters to stop the mockery and listen. The desert was not close to the city, these youngsters had just left the faculty for the day, they had not gone to the desert, they did not find it attractive, they were occidental, they all were having ear plugs to listen to music, hanging on their shoulders, pockets with music gadgets, and cell phones, some in their hands. They did not like the desert at all, and whoever came from the desert was someone who is lost in its barbaric silence. They were speaking about getting a sandwich on a chain restaurant, and I insisted: "Listen to this man". An old woman approached, wearing a bag filled with fish, it smelled strong and she put the bag on the pavement and started screaming to the youngsters, as if she was their mad mother, and they would laugh secretly as if they were children. But I insisted: "Listen to this man". The woman looked at me and asked me if I knew him, what was happening, was he ill, was he someone I know, and such things. Then the man managed to sit on the pavement, even though he was completely exhausted. He looked to the empty void, with eyes filled with dirt and dry. But then he started to cry. I knew that he had things to say. I took a paper handkerchief and handed it to him. The youngsters started saying that the man was crazy, that they had seen him other times in this same state, that I was crazy to give him attention, that he was dangerous, that he had beaten his daughter years ago and was left alone. I helped him sip some water and the old woman became interested in the story. Probably she would have something to speak about during dinner time in her house with her family. She loved talking! We could hear the sounds from the cars here and there, the stressed rhythm of the market not far away, but somehow that moment was absolutely important, and it isolated the sounds with mastery.
Then, I saw the man, the bearded man. How long had he been lying on the floor? How long had he stayed in the desert? He mumbled and then his voice became clear. He said that he had spent 40 days in the desert, trying to find a spot that others tried to veil for him. He had left his camel, and he didn't know if he would find him again. He spent whole nights under the stars with just water and dates in his pocket. He mumbled again. The youngsters asked him many questions, among them "did you see your daughter? God's willing you will pay for that in the Judgement Day". Well, I thought the man looked drunk, but that was not possible, he didn't smell alcohol at all, and he was a man of religion. A happy unconscious sad face, a man who didn't understand the meaning of his fatality. Who had spent days trying to find something without success. I could only ask "What were you looking for"? He became almost angry and replied : "I've been looking for you, and you, and you too, and you, and you...." pointing to all of us, with a trembling, infirm finger, with a long nail and fiery eyes. We are not people from the desert, and we are not better than you, I said. "Probably not", he replied, but what I was looking for was here, the mere life, the mere breath, the simple joy, the dirty laugh, the deep compassion." As I tried to get rid of his hand who grabbed me by my skirt, he looked to the sky and said: "I do not own anything, yet I receive so much mockery, so much help, so much attention". The youngsters looked at him startled. And he became a dazing voice, saying poems aloud, thanking God for the dust, for the so called empty days and nights in the desert if that was to find our love and also disrespect, for "all that comes from humanity becomes a necessary lesson in my life". He stood up, and left with help of a cane, his cloths dirty and his feet naked. We all spent a few talking about what had just happened, when the youngest boy pointed to the pavement where that man had been lying and said "Look!, a book he left!" I took the book, a little book, very old and used, and read the first sentence: "You helped me find my way, now I can die in peace. I could not speak, I had no time to, they all took my words before I was even going to utter them". You will never see me again in this life. I am free. And suddenly, the minaret let waves of candor come to our ears and hearts. The muezzin was calling us for a prayer.

The mysterious man never came again, and finally, the youngsters avoided that they had just invented the story of him beating his daughter. For they had never seen that man before. The following weeks I would stare at the same point but the man wasn't there. The youngsters would look at me with a question mark on their faces. "No, I haven't seen him". And after all, God always sends mysteries that can never be solved until we are wise enough to perceive the source of such mysteries. These youngsters now, when they see me, they greet me and look more serious than before. Somehow they have grown up a little more and they approach to give me some words of respect. About the woman, she screams my name until I turn and see her, and invites me to go to her house and try her dinner with her family. We have become good neighbors all of us, and still the minaret smiles to the crowd and to us, while the birds sing strange songs they only understand.




New Sufism E Books Uploaded

Apr 19, 2012

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A list of new uploaded books to the section “Pearls of Wisdom”

Ibn Arabi Beginning of Human Bodies

The Takfeer Of Ibn Arabi

THE MUHAMMADAN INHERITANCE

Hadhrat Khalifatul Masih I on Ibn 'Arabi

Ibn Arabi Sufi Physics

A Brief Life Sketch of Shaykh Ibn Arabi al-Shaykh al-Akbar

Ibn `Arabi

Ibn 'Arabi and His Interpreters

Ibn Arabi: philosophy and reason

Ibn 'Arabi's own Summary of the Fusus

To download these e books, just check the section Pearls of Wisdom on right pane.

Thanks to http://findpdfbooks.com

Finding the Mystic Life in All of Us

Apr 19, 2012

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By contributing writer Kevin Murphy, originally published by KidSpirit Online.

Mysticism seems to move beyond the barriers of duality created by traditional religious doctrines, and expresses the "one Reality" that the saint-like Hindu, Mātā Amritānandamayī Devi, known as Ammachi, addressed during her 2000 visit to the United Nations. Mysticism is the search for an accord with, or awareness of, a spiritual truth or God through direct experience or insight. This idea is investigated by one of Ammachi's followers, Ethan Walker III, who, in the Mystic Christ, claims to have found God in his own life. He declares:

By exploring other faiths we begin to see what is common to all paths: love, tolerance, innocence, compassion, devotion to God, forgiveness and service to others. As these essential aspects are clarified and reinforced by their appearance again and again in the major faiths of the world, we begin to find acceptance and tolerance toward other faiths.

To read the full article, visit this article that appeared on the Huffington Post.

Stanford's Özgen Felek investigates the power of dreams in Sufism

Apr 19, 2012

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Through a study of dreams, Özgen Felek charts the ascendance of the 16th-century Ottoman ruler Sultan Murad III from humble disciple to spiritual and political leader.

BY KELSEY GEISER
The Humanities at Stanford

Every night when the 16th-century Ottoman ruler Sultan Murad III went to bed, he looked forward not just to rest, but also to the guidance he would find in his dreams. In the morning, Murad, the grandson of Suleiman the Magnificent, reported his dreams to his Sufi – a mystical Islamic master who interpreted and transcribed the signs and symbols to help the sultan make decisions about his empire and his personal progress.

One night while dreaming of a boy with "a bejeweled crown on his head," the sultan reported hearing a voice in his dream that said, "It is not a boy, it is the religion of Muhammad and the religion of Islam; it is the religion of Muhammad."

Hundreds of dream narrations like this were eventually compiled into a bound manuscript that established the ruler not only as a religious leader but also as an important authority figure.

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Sufism and Peace

Apr 19, 2012

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This article talks about how scholars and educationists in India are urging the government to hold an international conference on Sufism to promote the message of peace and love as well as an invitation to people from all over the world to attend the conference in which it would be asked the creation of a Sufi University for research.

Call to hold international moot on Sufism

 

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I wish...

Nov 9, 2011

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I really wish I was able to write more, in fact.. Write! I haven't done it since... a year, perhaps? Yet I have things to share, as I have been traveling inside and outside. But I really don't know where to start with, as things don't seem as easy. Struggle, I am thankful for it, Love, Thank you for it, new horizons, excitement and wonder, but really looking forward to the beginning of this quest.






Lubna

Jan 31, 2011

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Lubna, by Jose Luis Muñoz

The Library of al-Hakam (al-Andalus) was the most important one, during caliph al-Hakam II (961-976), founded by the Omeya Dinasty. He also created the sina’at al-nas where copists would work in excellent calligraphy, like Abu Fadl b. Harun, of Sicilian origin, and Sa’aid b. Muqqadas as well as the Lubna women (al-Hakkam secretary) and Fatima

Fractal Heart

Jan 31, 2011

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Fractal Heart, originally uploaded by Tobyotter.







The Breath of the Merciful

Jan 31, 2011

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The Breath of the Merciful is understood as the cosmic dynamic that vitalizes the many in the One. It is the ever-present ‘Breathing’ that makes it possible for this infinite universe of duality to come into being while never being other than the nondual essence of the One. Seeing the nature of this dynamic gives us a chance to intuitively understand how there can simultaneously be the one indivisible essence of the Realand the endless proliferation of phenomena. This understanding, if it occurs, is not conceptual and is not simply a metaphysical nicety. ‘Getting’ the relation between the relative and the absolute is at the heart of all experiences of spiritual awakening.

This is a very interesting article about the Mysticism of Music that I invite you to read

The Open Path

 

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The Shadow of your Soul

Jan 30, 2011

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Where is the shadow of your soul?
It rests silent among the chaos;
it looks for a sparkle of light to be gone;
suddenly, a myriad of joy reflects upon your soul, dismissing the echoes of terrible nights, wondering, wandering, for the perfect flower, the perfect bird, the perfect love.
The shadow awaits, in silence, until you give to your soul the delicious tears, the miracle of tasting the bitterness with joy.
Then, it goes away, waiting to return, to be sheltered in your heart’s lap, until you understand that it is what makes you desire the Light of Lights. Until you understand it is a companion you are aware of, forever in your path.
Do not ignore it, just embrace it. Like the child who has no mother, transform the sadness into laughter, into Love. Do not ignore what is giving you the Desire to attain  True Love. After all, it is also a guide, a silent guide that brings you to the contrary way, the way you follow when you Love. Be always thankful to the wrong things that happen in your life, because they are the key to your inner strength. The shadow of your soul follows you, no matter what.

Maryam
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Three Pearls

Sep 27, 2010

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Three pearls fell down the river, from my broken necklace. I let them go, let them see what I couldn’t, let them encounter adventures I would never dream of.

But don’t look at us, the pearls said while I glanced from the distance, and my feet started to wallk back home over the dusty ground.

Look at the pearls of the Unseen, you are lucky, we are almost there, and we are tears now. Not pearls. You are lucky, they said, for the waiting, the searching, the seeking, is the whole adventure, the great reward, where rivers of pearls become tears of joy. We are now tears going to encounter the ocean of Love. But you are still not there, so feel and cry, and suffer and smile and struggle, because this is where all the signs of Love can lead you to be what we are now. And I sighed and desired to be them.

Thoughts from a young girl.

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A Quote by Ibn Arabi

Aug 30, 2010

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All those among the Sufis who had no visible murshid (guide), that is, an earthly man like themselves and a contemporary, called themselves Uwaysis. One of the most famous was abu'l-Hasan Kharraqani (d. 425/1034), an Iranian Sufi, who left us the following saying: I am amazed at those disciples who declare that they require this or that master. You are perfectly well aware that I have never been taught by any man. God was my guide, though I have the greatest respect for all the masters.

Ibn al-'Arabi (1165 - 1240)

 

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Science - Number 19

May 11, 2010

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Say I Am With You

Mar 23, 2010

A History of Islamic Philosophy

Mar 19, 2010

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Part of the course syllabus will be focused on Ibn ‘Arabi and his mystical philosophy; Discusses the life and works of Ibn ‘Arabi and Sadr, and his mystical doctrines on wahdat al-wujud and its influences on the later development of both mysticism and philosophy.
ICAS PARAMADINA UNIVERSITY, JAKARTA, INDONESIA

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A Mystic Journey - Canada

Mar 19, 2010

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Saturday March 20. 10:15- 11.

 

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109 855, rue Sherbrooke Ouest Montréal, QC Canada H3A 2T


More Information: Pavillon Leacock

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Osho : The Sufi is not an escapist

Mar 16, 2010

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Please read this article about the sufi character, it is very beautiful, and important. Via The Mystical Path

 

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Sufi Soul: The Mystic Music of Islam

Mar 16, 2010

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For hundreds of millions of Sufi followers worldwide, music is at the heart of their tradition and a way of getting closer to God. From the Whirling Dervishes of Turkey to the qawwali music of Pakistan, Sufism has produced some of the world�s most spectacular music celebrated by Muslims and non-Muslims alike. Dalrymple�s film traces the shared roots of Christianity and Islam in the Middle East and discovers Sufism to be a peaceful, tolerant and pluralistic…

 

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International conference on Sufism and peace begins in Pakistan

Mar 15, 2010

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Delegates from 70 countries are attending the conference which is aimed at promoting the philosophy of Sufism as it can help fight the menace of extremism.
Source: Xinhua
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Azam Ali - I Am a Stranger in This World!

Mar 14, 2010

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Sufi Music

Mar 14, 2010

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Listen these two beautiful musical instruments: the ney and the guitar...


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