Saturday, June 1, 2024

Mahmoud Shabestari - The Secret of the Universe

 

 

 Non-being is the mirror of Absolute Being.
There, the radiance of Reality is reflected
And grasps its reflection in a second.
Unity is manifest in plurality
Just as, when you count one, it becomes many.
All numbers begin by one,
Yet you can never find their end.
Since Non-being is pure in itself
It is in it that the “hidden treasure” is reflected.
Read the Hadith “1 was a hidden treasure”
So you can enter this boundless mystery.
Non-being is the mirror; the world is the reflection,
Man the reflected eye of the Invisible Person.
You are this reflected eye; He is the light of the eye.
And in this eye, His eye sees His own eye.
The world is a man and a man is a world.
When you dive into the abyss of this mystery
You are at once the seer; the eye that sees, and what is seen.
The sacred tradition has affirmed it
And demonstrated it “without eyes or ear"-
Know, then, the entire universe is a mirror.
In each atom nest a hundred flaming suns:
Cleave the heart of single drop of water-
A hundred pure oceans will gush out.
Examine a single grain of dust —
A thousand Adams will arise.
In its limbs, a fly is like an elephant;
In its qualities, a drop of rain is like the Nile.
The entire universe is hidden
In the heart of a millet grain;
The heart of a barleycorn
1s richer than a hundred harvests.
In the wing of a fly
Streams the ocean of Life;
In the pupil of the eye
An endless heaven opens.
However tiny the grain of the heart may be,
The Lord of all the world has made his dwelling there.
There the two worlds have been made one:
The Tempter manifests God's terrible majesty,
And Adam His divine beauty.
Contemplate the world as it is,
Angels interweave with devils, Satan with Gabriel,
Everything is assembled like a seed and its fruit —
The unbeliever with the believer; the loyal with the disloyal.
Everything is united on the diamond-point of the present —
The cycles and seasons, the day, the month, the year;
The world without beginning and the world without end.
The mission of Jesus coincides with the creation of Adam:
From each point of this always-revolving circle
Thousands of forms are born.
In its turning, every point is
Sometimes a center, sometimes a circumference.
If you were to remove one atom from its place,
The entire universe would crumble in ruin.
The All is a vertiginous whirlwind, yet no part of it
Find itself beyond the limits of contingency,
For Emanation keeps everything in dependence.
Everything is desperate
From being separated from the All;
Everything travels ceaselessly and yet stays in its place;
Everything is always in movement and yet always at peace —
Never beginning, and never ending.
Everything knows its essence and this is why
Everything is always racing toward the Throne.
Under the veil of every atom is hidden
The ravishing beauty of the face of the Beloved!

 


 

Perfume of the desert : inspirations from Sufi wisdom

 

 

Thursday, May 30, 2024

Zahir Khan - The language of Silence


 

 There is a silence that watches itself. The silence and that which watches it may appear separate but are in fact one.

    ““There is a voice that doesn’t use words — Listen!””

— Mevlana Jalaluddin Rumi

In this silence this language is heard. This voice heard. Offering  understanding and insight to itself. There is silence and it appears as  if nothing stirs. The desire to be or do anything doesn’t arise. There  is just this silence speaking to itself, hearing itself. Immediate and  alive. It does not stop speaking to itself or hearing itself.

The insights are constant, the understanding deepens. It is seen everything  is taken care of and this seclusion needed. Everything feels jagged or not right when an attempt to communicate is made and not needed. The  personal self, trying to do something here is not needed. It, this beautiful silence is taking care of itself. It is self-governing,  sovereign over all things. Dictating what is and what isn’t needed. It  is life. It is this silently silent reality that pervades all things.

I sit and stare engrossed in this silent conversation. I have lost my  learning and know nothing and yet this conversation of one makes  perfect sense. Constant and yet effortless. This conversation is what is  important and when it is done, I will return to “life.” Return to a  life which tells me I must act or behave a certain way. And yet I will  not return as I left, and I will not be as when I left. Something has  changed in me and yet I can’t but help think it was always there. A  diamond in the dirt waiting to be discovered. Waiting to be known. I end  as I started.

There is a silence that watches itself. The silence and that which watches it may appear separate but are in fact one.

This Silence that watches itself is you!

 


 

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Wednesday, May 29, 2024

Hafez-e Chirazi - The Sacred dance of Life


 

 

 

 I sometimes forget
that I was created for Joy.
My mind is too busy.
My Heart is too heavy
for me to remember
that I have been
called to dance
the Sacred dance of life.
I was created to smile
To Love
To be lifted up
And to lift others up.
O’ Sacred One
Untangle my feet
from all that trap
Free my soul
That we might dance
and that our dancing
might be infectious.

 


 

Jewel Mathieson - We Have Come To Be Danced

 

 We have come to be danced
not the pretty dance
not the pretty pretty, pick me, pick me dance
but the claw our way back into the belly
of the sacred, sensual animal dance
the unhinged, unplugged, cat is out of its box dance
the holding the precious moment in the palms
of our hands and feet dance

We have come to be danced
not the jiffy booby, shake your booty for him dance
but the wring the sadness from our skin dance
the blow the chip off our shoulder dance
the slap the apology from our posture dance

We have come to be danced
not the monkey see, monkey do dance
one, two dance like you
one two three, dance like me dance
but the grave robber, tomb stalker
tearing scabs & scars open dance
the rub the rhythm raw against our souls dance

We have come to be danced
not the nice invisible, self conscious shuffle
but the matted hair flying, voodoo mama
shaman shakin’ ancient bones dance
the strip us from our casings, return our wings
sharpen our claws & tongues dance
the shed dead cells and slip into
the luminous skin of love dance

We have come to be danced
not the hold our breath and wallow in the shallow end of the floor dance
but the meeting of the trinity: the body, breath & beat dance
the shout hallelujah from the top of our thighs dance
the mother may I?
yes you may take 10 giant leaps dance
the Olly Olly Oxen Free Free Free dance
the everyone can come to our heaven dance

We have come to be danced
where the kingdom’s collide
in the cathedral of flesh
to burn back into the light
to unravel, to play, to fly, to pray
to root in skin sanctuary
We have come to be danced
WE HAVE COME

 


 

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Tuesday, May 28, 2024

Howard Chance - No language for That

 


WE HAVE NO LANGUAGE FOR THAT"

Absolutely and absolutely not is much like everything and nothing being exactly the same thing... Thinglessness... Likewise existence and non-existence are simply a claim of dimensionality and then it's negation and so a negated claim is still a claim...

So neither existence nor non-existence "exist" while simultaneously both existing as an appearance..

likewise to mention or not to mention reality or not reality, nothing or something ..

they all are just a claim and it's negation ..neither actually existing at all,  while simultaneously existing infinitely.

And so it is not yes or no, true or false right or wrong but both, beyond not even nothing... So and I use these terms loosely as we must because we are getting into the realm of the impossibility of dualism and the language that it represents..

language being dualistic, it is impossible to talk simultaneously about right and wrong being the same thing  ..

or true and false or yes and no real or not real...all of these things are literally the same thing but we have no language for that and so we find ourselves in a five-tier chess match trying to say anything accurately..

it simply is impossible to speak on what we are attempting to speak on using dualistic language... but there is no other choice..

but for some reason the tantalizing tease that dualism brings in the form of language that tickles attempt and courts failure

LOL but then failure and success are also simultaneously identical 😁 while not being either at all...


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