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 Posted November 19th, 2006 09:18 IP   
Hazrat Inayat Khan, 1887 -1927
Pir-o-Murshid Hazrat Inayat Khan was born in Baroda, India in 1887, into one of the most musical families in India. Inayat's grandfather, Maula Bakhsh was known as the 'Beethoven of India,' This was because he was the first to master the music of both North and South India.
Inayat himself showed exceptional musical talent. He had a beautiful voice and was noted for his exquisite vina playing. Inayat was soon in demand from many of the royal courts in India. However Inayat was not satisfied with a successful worldly life. He became intensely absorbed in spirituality and read sacred books with the greatest devotion.
Inayat himself said:
"I read the lives of the founders, the prophets, the seers, with as much reverence as their most devout adherents. This brought me the bliss of realization of the One truth which all religions contain as different vessels may yet hold the same wine. The different messengers most wondrously, by their very diversity of civilization, nationality and age, revealed the One source of inspiration. A human being, not generally understanding this and owing to blind dogmatic faith, has always clung to the originator of his or her own faith and ignored the new prophet. Not recognizing the manifold aspects of truth, thus all the racial and religious prejudices! "
During his spiritual searchings Inayat was drawn to the shrine of Khwaja Moineddin Chishti. Here despite the throng of devotees, Inayat felt great peace and calm. Inayat took this as a sign to travel the Sufi path and therefore he started to look hard for a teacher to guide him. Eventually in Hyderabad, he met Mohammed Abu Hashim Madani, a great Sufi murshid. Madani recognised Inayat to be a seeker of the highest order so initiated him into the Christi path of Sufism.
Inayat spent the next 4 years absorbing the heart and soul of Mushid's teachings, Inayat said these were amongst his happiest times. Just before Abu Hasmim Madani passed away, he blessed Inayat and said to him
"Fare forth into the world, my child, and harmonize the East and West with the harmony of thy music. Spread the wisdom of Sufism abroad, for to this end art thou gifted by Allah, the most Merciful and Compassionate."
Thus with a small number of companions, Inayat left for America and during the next sixteen years, Inayat founded the International Sufi Movement travelling widely, inspiring many with the teaching of the Sufi Message .
In America, he married Ora Ray Baker. Together they had 4 children including Pir Vilayat Inayat Khan who would later succeed him as head of the International Sufi movement
After several years in America the family moved to England and then France. During his travels in different countries Inayat continued to write and publish various articles on religious unity and universal spiritual values
Hazrat Inayat Khan passed away on February 5th, 1927 in New Dehli, his tomb is located near Hazrat Nizamuddin Auliya, which is now a place of pilgrimage for Sufis from all over the world
"Hazrat" is an honorific; "Pir-o-Murshid" is an esoteric title, signifying the head of the Inner School of the Sufi Movement.
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Posted November 19th, 2006 09:26 IP
The purpose of the Sufi Movement is to work towards unity. Its main object is to bring humanity, divided as it is into so many different sections, closer together in the deeper understanding of life. It is a preparation for a world service, chiefly in three ways.
One way is the philosophical understanding of life;
another is bringing about brotherhood among races, nations, and creeds;
and the third way is the meeting of the world's greatest need...that natural religion which has always been the religion of humanity:
to respect one another's belief, scripture, and teacher.
The Sufi message is the echo of the same Divine message which has always come and will always come to enlighten humanity.
It is not a new religion; it is the same message that is being given to humanity.
It is the continuation of the same ancient religion which has always existed and will always exist, a religion which belongs to all teachers and all the scriptures. It is the continuation of all the great religions which have come at various times; and it is a unification of them all, which was the desire of all the prophets.
The Sufi Movement is constituted of those who have the same ideals of service to God and to humanity, and who have the ideal of devoting a part or the whole of their life to the service of humanity in the path of truth. This Movement has its groups, the members of which belong to all the different religions, for all are welcome, Christians, Buddhists, Parsis, Muslims. No one's faith or belief is questioned; each can follow his own church, religion, creed; no one need believe in any special creed or dogma. There is freedom of thought. At the same time personal guidance is given on the path, in the problems of both outer life and inner life.
In the service of the Sufi Universal Worship all services — Christian, Muslim, Hebrew, Zoroastrian, Buddhist, Hindu and Tao— are included. Therefore the blessing of Christ is given from the altar to the seeker for Jesus Christ's blessing. The one who seeks for the blessing of Moses, to him is given the blessing of Moses. For the one who seeks the benediction of Buddha there is the benediction of Buddha; but those who seek the blessing of all these great ones who have come at different times are blessed by all.
We do not interfere with anyone's ideal, nor with his devotion to his teacher; it would be as absurd as to think that a child should love another child's mother more than its own. And who has the right to compare and to place the great teachers or the scriptures? No one; it is in our heart's devotion to the ideal we adore that we can place our ideal; and it is our own concern; no one can interfere with it.
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Posted November 19th, 2006 10:00 IP
Rumi met many of the great Sufi poets. For example, as a young boy he met the Sufi Master, Attar. Attar is said to have commented about Rumi.
"There goes a river dragging an ocean behind it."
Love is not condescension, never
that, nor books, nor any marking
on paper, nor what people say of
each other. Love is a tree with
branches reaching into eternity
and roots set deep in eternity,
and no trunk! Have you seen it?
The mind cannot. Your desiring
cannot. The longing you feel for
this loves comes from inside you.
When you become the Friend, your
longing will be as the man in
the ocean who holds to a piece of
wood. Eventually, wood, man, and
oceans become one swaying being,
shams Tabriz, the secret of God.
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Posted November 19th, 2006 10:25 IP
Love is the cure,
for your pain will keep giving birth to more pain
until your eyes constantly exhale love
as effortlessly as your body yields its scent.”
~Rumi
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Posted November 19th, 2006 13:53 IP
We can find similar thoughts everywhere:
Nirvana (mind the name alone)
first the lyrics, then the music video
Come as you are
Come
as you are
as you were
as I want you to be
as a friend
as a friend
as an old enemy
take your time
hurry up
the choice is your
don't be late
take a rest
as a friend
as an old memoria
memoria
memoria
memoria
come
dowsed in mud
soaked in bleach
as I want you to be
as a trend
as a friend
as an old memoria
memoria
memoria
memoria
and I swear
that I don't have a gun
no I don't have a gun
no I don't have a gun
memoria
memoria
memoria {don't have a gun
and I swear
that I don't have a gun
no I don't have a gun
no I don't have a gun
no I don't have a gun
memoria
memoria
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Posted November 22nd, 2006 03:29 IP
The question arises in the inquiring mind: If God is within man, all our troubles and difficulties, our feelings and our attitude towards Him, our faults, are known to Him--what need is there to express them in prayer? It is like saying, "Because I love a certain person, why should I show it?" Expression is the nature of life. When every part of man's mind and body expresses his feeling, his thought, his aspiration, then it produces its full effect. And no doubt, by the fact of being met together for prayer, the effect is greater. The blessing that one can receive through prayer becomes a thousandfold greater when received by a few united in the same thought, and who are praying together.
Besides, the psychological effect is another thing. The world is a dome, and in this dome, every word that is uttered resounds. And when the resonance is produced in this dome, its re-echo is produced, and what comes, comes as the answer of God.
The question whether God has time to give attention to our prayer is answered, by the mystic, that it is through the medium of man himself that God hears his prayer. In the East the head of man is called the dome of God, which means "the greatest secret" and also "the highest place." For outwardly, it is the head which represents the eternal abode. It is for this reason that it is said in the scriptures, "We have created man in Our own Image."
Hazrat Inayat Khan
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Posted December 1st, 2006 00:04 IP
Why Carry?
Hafiz,
Why carry a whole load of books
Upon your back
Climbing this mountain,
When tonight,
Just a few thoughts of God
Will light the holy fire.
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Posted December 1st, 2006 01:01 IP
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What happens when your soul
Begins to awaken
Your eyes
And your heart
And the cells of your body
To the great Journey of Love?
First there is wonderful laughter
And probably precious tears
And a hundred sweet promises
And those heroic vows
No one can ever keep.
But still God is delighted and amused
You once tried to be a saint.
What happens when your soul
Begins to awake in this world
To our deep need to love
And serve the Friend?
O the Beloved
Will send you
One of His wonderful, wild companions –
Like Hafiz.
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Posted December 5th, 2006 15:22 IP
Mystic Silence
From each, Love demands a mystic silence.
What do all seek so earnestly? Tis Love.
Love is the subject of their inmost thoughts,
In Love no longer "Thou" and "I" exist,
For self has passed away in the Beloved.
Now will I draw aside the veil from Love,
And in the temple of mine inmost soul
Behold the Friend, Incomparable Love.
He who would know the secret of both worlds
Will find that the secret of them both is Love.
- Attar
TTC 1 Legge:
Together we call them the Mystery. Where the Mystery is the deepest
is the gate of all that is subtle and wonderful.
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Posted February 2nd, 2007 14:20 IP
Magnificent Existence
God has made existence magnificent,
He has made it through nonexistence.
He has concealed the sea
And exposed the foam,
Concealed the wind and displayed the dust.
The whirling dust flies like a dancer,
The wind is invisible, known only by trust,
The foam moves all about you,
But without the sea no whirling takes place.
Thought is hidden, speech is manifest.
Rumi
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Posted February 2nd, 2007 15:00 IP
Beautiful. 
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Posted February 2nd, 2007 15:13 IP
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mystic light wrote:
We can find similar thoughts everywhere:
Nirvana (mind the name alone)
first the lyrics, then the music video
Come as you are
Come
as you are
as you were
as I want you to be
as a friend
as a friend
as an old enemy
take your time
hurry up
the choice is your
don't be late
take a rest
as a friend
as an old memoria
memoria
memoria
memoria
come
dowsed in mud
soaked in bleach
as I want you to be
as a trend
as a friend
as an old memoria
memoria
memoria
memoria
and I swear
that I don't have a gun
no I don't have a gun
no I don't have a gun
memoria
memoria
memoria {don't have a gun
and I swear
that I don't have a gun
no I don't have a gun
no I don't have a gun
no I don't have a gun
memoria
memoria
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haha , great
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Posted February 2nd, 2007 16:07 IP
Know that the self-disclosures of God's light are not repeated. Any occasion that He discloses Himself is not identical with the previous self-disclosure, it is similar to the first. If it were in such a way that the second was identical with the first, then you would be aware of the first form and would recognise and remember whatever you had seen in that form. But it is not so. If a water jug is dipped into the sea a thousand times, and a thousand times it is filled from that sea, the water of the first time is not the same as the water of the second time, even though the jug is filled with sea water each time. Hence, it is said that His self-disclosures have no end point.
--Nasafi
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Posted February 2nd, 2007 19:52 IP
By day I praised You
but never knew it;
by night slept with You
without realizing;
fancying myself
to be myself;
but now, I was You
and never knew it
~ Fakhruddin Iraqi
"I was You"
This is a central notion in sufism. Or in the words of al-Hallaj
ana al haqq
-I am truth- or -I am god-
There is only God.
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Posted February 8th, 2007 08:08 IP
What Do White Birds Say
The earth has disappeared beneath my feet,
It fled from all my ecstasy,
Now like a singing air creature
I feel the Rose
Keep opening.
My heart turned to effulgent wings.
When has love not given freedom?
When has adoration not made one free?
A woman broken in tears and sweat
Stands in a field
Watching the sun and me
Trade jokes.
But never would Hafiz laugh
At your blessed labor
Of finding peace.
What do the dancing white birds say
Looking down upon burnt meadows?
All that you think is rain is not.
Behind the veil Hafiz and angels sometimes weep
Because most eyes are rarely glad
And your divine beauty is still too frightened
To unfurl its thousand swaying arms.
The earth has disappeared beneath my feet,
Illusion fled from all my ecstasy.
Now like a radiant sky creature
God keeps opening.
God keeps opening
Inside of Me.
Hafiz
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Posted February 18th, 2007 08:53 IP
Let them throw their curses.
If inside, I am connected
to what's true, my soul
stays quiet and clear.
Do you think Shiva worries
what people say!
If a few ashes fall on a mirror
use them to polish it.
Lalla Ded
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Posted February 18th, 2007 22:21 IP
It is God who yawns and sneezes
and coughs, and now laughs.
Look, it's God doing ablutions!
God deciding to fast, God going naked
from one New Year's Eve to the next.
Will you ever understand
how near God is
to you?
Lalla Ded
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Posted February 18th, 2007 23:58 IP
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What Do White Birds Say
The earth has disappeared beneath my feet,
It fled from all my ecstasy,
Now like a singing air creature
I feel the Rose
Keep opening.
My heart turned to effulgent wings.
When has love not given freedom?
When has adoration not made one free?
A woman broken in tears and sweat
Stands in a field
Watching the sun and me
Trade jokes.
But never would Hafiz laugh
At your blessed labor
Of finding peace.
What do the dancing white birds say
Looking down upon burnt meadows?
All that you think is rain is not.
Behind the veil Hafiz and angels sometimes weep
Because most eyes are rarely glad
And your divine beauty is still too frightened
To unfurl its thousand swaying arms.
The earth has disappeared beneath my feet,
Illusion fled from all my ecstasy.
Now like a radiant sky creature
God keeps opening.
God keeps opening
Inside of Me.
Hafiz
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I admit, i'm not really into poetry. Music/lyrics absolutely, but poetry I know little about...
But this poem^ just made me melt inside!
Does anyone know any books of sufi poetry compilations I can get? I know you can get it all online, but having a book (to scribble in) is much more special.
That would be awesome (when I could afford it).
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Posted February 19th, 2007 00:09 IP
I'll ask a friend what he recommends as soon as I see him.
Maybe you'll find something here too:
Hafiz
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Posted February 19th, 2007 00:32 IP
Another by ((Hafiz))
I Know the Way You Can Get
I know the way you can get
When you have not had a drink of Love:
Your face hardens,
Your sweet muscles cramp.
Children become concerned
About a strange look that appears in your eyes
Which even begins to worry your own mirror
And nose.
Squirrels and birds sense your sadness
And call an important conference in a tall tree.
They decide which secret code to chant
To help your mind and soul.
Even angels fear that brand of madness
That arrays itself against the world
And throws sharp stones and spears into
The innocent
And into one's self.
O I know the way you can get
If you have not been drinking Love:
You might rip apart
Every sentence your friends and teachers say,
Looking for hidden clauses.
You might weigh every word on a scale
Like a dead fish.
You might pull out a ruler to measure
From every angle in your darkness
The beautiful dimensions of a heart you once
Trusted.
I know the way you can get
If you have not had a drink from Love's
Hands.
That is why all the Great Ones speak of
The vital need
To keep remembering God,
So you will come to know and see Him
As being so Playful
And Wanting,
Just Wanting to help.
That is why Hafiz says:
Bring your cup near me.
For all I care about
Is quenching your thirst for freedom!
All a Sane man can ever care about
Is giving Love!
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Posted February 20th, 2007 22:05 IP
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I can recommend you the translations of Rumi by Coleman Barks: Essential Rumi (click here)
And on this site you can get the taste of some poetry, with links to the books. Poetry Chaikhana (click here)
And here some Hafiz (click here), I like the Rubaiyat very much.
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Posted February 26th, 2007 14:52 IP
Looking for your own face
Your face is neither infinite nor ephemeral.
You can never see your own face,
only a reflection, not the face itself.
So you sigh in front of mirrors
and cloud the surface.
It's better to keep your breath cold.
Hold it, like a diver does in the ocean.
One slight movement, the mirror-image goes.
Don't be dead or asleep or awake.
Don't be anything.
What you most want,
what you travel around wishing to find,
lose yourself as lovers lose themselves,
and you'll be that.
- Attar
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Posted April 4th, 2007 12:25 IP
The beauty of the heart
is the lasting beauty:
its lips give to drink
of the water of life.
Truly it is the water,
that which pours,
and the one who drinks.
All three become one when
your talisman is shattered.
That oneness you can't know
by reasoning.
~Rumi~
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Posted April 4th, 2007 13:37 IP
IF I KNOW, I'LL NAME IT
Words,
I speak no words.
What can I say?
I left my voice outside the sama.
Feel, Dance, Whirl,
Love, Breathe,
Be….
I watch my bliss, from outside.
This body, that holds, my self,
Like the skin of a drum
Holds sound, reverberates.
Spinning in the arms
Of a presence,
Longing, longing
For sound and breath
And dance to be one.
Yearning, for there to be no I
No word.
Just the silence of the Universe
Spinning, whirling,
In slow kaleidoscopic motion,
Like the sun and the stars,
In the dance of love.
Komal Mathur.
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like the general idea sufi.
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Posted April 4th, 2007 22:36 IP
The Tomb of Hafez in Shiraz Iran
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Posted April 4th, 2007 23:35 IP
Wow! Thank you!
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Posted April 5th, 2007 00:18 IP
We lived in Shiraz for a year and just loved the city. The mountains in the background of the picture were great to climb. The city has several sites honoring Sufis including; the tombs of Hafez, Sadi and Baba Kuhi. It is a wonderful city of gardens famous for it’s roses.
It is situated some 50 miles south of Persepolis and the tombs of Cyrus and Darius.
Tomb of Darius.
One February 2nd we went to a Zoroastrian celebration of midwinter at the Tomb of Darius. This is also the cross quarter day celebrated by Celts as Imbolc, being half way between the winter equinox and the spring solstice. The Zoroastrian priests set a huge bonfire and young priestesses all dressed in white danced around the blaze. It was quite the celebration of one of the oldest revealed religions in the world. I wonder if the Zoroastrians have been repressed?
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Posted May 11th, 2007 09:42 IP
An Infant In Your Arms
The tide of my love
Has risen so high let me flood
over
You.
Close your eyes for a moment
And maybe all your
fears and fantasies
Will end.
If that happened
God would become an infant in your
Arms
And then you
Would have to nurse all
Creation
~~~Hafiz
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Posted May 13th, 2007 00:24 IP
An Astronomical Question
What
Would
Happen if God leaned down
And gave you afull wet
Kiss?
Hafiz
Doesn't mind answering astrononical questions
LIke That:
You would surely start
Reciting all day,inebriated,
Rogue-poems
Like
This.
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Posted May 14th, 2007 06:52 IP
That's cute.  Hafiz is a little rogue, yes...
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