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Camille Helminski: artist, musician, and co-director of the Threshold FoundationSufism as a Qualitative Science of the Heart"Sufism is a discipline, a methodology, for enhancing and refining spiritual perception. The human being has a range of subtle faculties for knowing, the totality of which we can call the spiritual heart. The science of the heart is a science of qualities, not quantities. Through the heart we can know this existence qualitatively. Behind the beautiful images and met- aphors of Sufi poetry lies a systematic knowledge of spiritual perception. When Rumi, for instance, speaks of the Beloved, he is describing a qualitative relationship with Being. The heart is the core of our subjective experience through which we experience relationship with other living beings, and ultimately with Being itself. Ultimately, knowledge and love are not two contrary functions, but a synergy through which we discover this communion and intimacy with the Absolute." |
Introduction to the Sufi-Rumi Connection
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Poems read by Fatemeh KeshavarzGod
When His light shines — without a veil — neither the sky remains nor the earth, not the sun, nor the moon. God embraces all…there is nothing that is not a part of him already. Remember God! His remembrance is the strength in the wings of the bird that is your soul The souls of all friends of God are connected with one another You must seek anything that you wish to find Not so with the Friend… You begin to seek after you find him Like This!
If anyone asks you about the huris, show your face, say: like this! If anyone asks you about the moon, climb up on the roof, say: like this! If anyone seeks a fairy, let them see your countenance, If anyone talks about the aroma of musk, untie your hair [and] say: like this! If anyone asks: "How do the clouds uncover the moon?" untie the front of Your robe, knot by knot, say: like this! If anyone asks: "How did Jesus raise the dead?" kiss me on the lips, say: like this! If anyone asks: What are those killed by love like?" direct him to me, say: like this! If anyone kindly asks you how tall I am, show him your arched eyebrows, say: like this! Yusuf Islam (Cat Stevens)
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Interview with Fatemeh Keshavarz on RumiA Great Wagon
When I see your face, the stones start spinning! You appear; all studying wanders. I lose my place. Water turns pearly. Fire dies down and doesn’t destroy. In your presence I don’t want what I thought I wanted, those three little hanging lamps. Inside your face the ancient manuscripts Seem like rusty mirrors. You breathe; new shapes appear, and the music of a desire as widespread as Spring begins to move like a great wagon. Drive slowly. Some of us walking alongside are lame! ~ Today, like every other day, we wake up empty and frightened. Don’t open the door to the study and begin reading. Take down a musical instrument. Let the beauty we love be what we do. There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground. ~ Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing, there is a field. I’ll meet you there. When the soul lies down in that grass, the world is too full to talk about. Ideas, language, even the phrase each other doesn’t make any sense. ~ The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you. Don’t go back to sleep. You must ask for what you really want. Don’t go back to sleep. People are going back and forth across the doorsill where the two worlds touch. The door is round and open. Don’t go back to sleep. I would love to kiss you. The price of kissing is your life. Now my loving is running toward my life shouting, What a bargain, let’s buy it. ~ Daylight, full of small dancing particles and the one great turning, our souls are dancing with you, without feet, they dance. Can you see them when I whisper in your ear? ~ They try to say what you are, spiritual or sexual? They wonder about Solomon and all his wives. In the body of the world, they say, there is a soul and you are that. But we have ways within each other that will never be said by anyone. ~ Come to the orchard in Spring. There is light and wine, and sweethearts in the pomegranate flowers. If you do not come, these do not matter. If you do come, these do not matter. |
The Call to PrayerGod is most Great! God is most Great!
God is most Great! God is most Great! I bear witness that there is no God but Allah. I bear witness that there is no God but Allah. I bear witness that Muhammad is the Messenger of Allah. I bear witness that Muhammad is the Messenger of Allah. Come to prayer. Come to prayer. Come to success. Come to success. God is most Great! God is most Great! There is no God but Allah. (transliteration) Allahu akbar! Allahu akbar! Allahu akbar! Allahu akbar! Ashhadu an la ilaha illa Allah. Ashhadu an la ilaha illa Allah. Ashhadu anna Muhammadan Rasulu Allah. Ashhadu anna Muhammadan Rasulu Allah. Hayya ‘ala al-salah. Hayya ‘ala al-salah. Hayya ‘ala al-falah. Hayya ‘ala al-falah. Allahu akbar! Allahu akbar! La ilaha illa Allah. |
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