"If you seek Him, you will never find Him. But if you do not seek Him, He will not reveal Himself to you.

This is something definitely worth seeing

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Moses and the Shepherd

Moses heard a shepherd on the road praying, "God where are you? I want to help you, to fix your shoes and comb your hair. I want to wash your clothes and pick the lice off. I want to bring you milk to kiss your little hands and feet when it's time for you to go to bed. I want to sweep your room and keep it neat. God my sheep and goats are yours. All I can say, remembering you, is ayyyy and ahhhhhhhhh."

Moses could stand it no longer, "Who are you talking to?"

"The one who made us, and made the earth and made the sky."

"Don't talk about shoes and socks with God! And what's this with your little hands and feet? Such blasphemous familiarity sounds like you're chatting with your uncles. Only something that grows needs milk. Only someone with feet needs shoes. Not God! Even if you meant God's human representatives, as when God said, 'I was sick, and you did not visit me,' even then this tone would be foolish and irreverent.

Use appropriate terms. Fatima is a fine name for a women, but if you call a man Fatima, it's an insult. Body and birth language are right for us on this side of the river, but not for addressing the origin, not for God."

The shepherd repented and tore his clothes and sighed and wandered out into the desert.

A sudden revelation came then to Moses. God's voice:

You have separated me from one of my own. Did you come as a prophet to unite, or to sever?

I have given each being a separate and unique way of seeing and knowing and saying that knowledge.

What seems wrong to you is right for him. What is poison to one is honey to someone else.

Purity and impurity, sloth and diligence in worship, these mean nothing to me.

I am apart from all of that. Ways of worshiping are not to be ranked as better or worse than one another.

Hindus do Hindu things. The Dravidian Muslims in India do what they do. It's all praise, and it's all right.

It's not me that's glorified in acts of worship. It's the worshipers! I don't hear the words they say. I look inside at the humility.

This broken-open lowliness is the reality, not the language! Forget phraseology. I want burning, burning.

Be friends with your burning. Burn up your thinking and your forms of expression!

Moses, those who pay attention to ways of behaving and speaking are one sort. Lovers who burn are another.

Don't impose a property tax on a burned-out village. Don't scold the lover. The "wrong" way he talks is better than a hundred "right" ways of others.

Inside the Temple it doesn't matter which direction you point your prayer rug!

The ocean diver doesn't need snowshoes! The love-religion has no code or doctrine.

Only God.

So the ruby has nothing engraved on it! It doesn't need markings.

God began speaking deeper mysteries to Moses. Visions and words, which cannot be recorded here, poured into and through him. He left himself and came back. He went to eternity and came back here.

Many times this happened.

It's foolish of me to try and say this. if I did say it, it would uproot our human intelligences. It would shatter all writing pens.

Moses ran after the shepherd. He followed the bewildered footprints, in one place moving straight like a castle across a chessboard; in another, sideways, like a bishop.

Now surging like a wave cresting, now sliding down like a fish, with always his feet making geomancy symbols in the sand, recording his wandering state.

Moses finally caught up with him.

"I was wrong. God has revealed to me that there are no rules for worship. Say whatever and however your loving tell you to. Your sweet blasphemy is the truest devotion. Through you a whole world is freed. Loosen your tongue and don't worry what comes out. it's all the light of the spirit."

The shepherd replied,

"Moses, Moses, I've gone beyond even that. You applied the whip and my horse shied and jumped out of itself. The divine nature and my human nature came together. Bless your scolding hand and your arm. I can't say what happened. What I'm saying now is not my real condition. it can't be said."

The shepherd grew quiet.

When you look in a mirror, you see yourself, not the state of the mirror. The flute player puts breath into the flute, and who makes the music? Not the flute. The flute player!

Whenever you speak praise or thanksgiving to God, it's always like this dear shepherd's simplicity. When you eventually see through the veils to how things really are, you will keep saying again and again,

"This is certainly not like we thought it was!"

Rumi

Quote of the week

Perhaps we all give the best of our hearts uncritically to those who hardly think about us in return.

T.H. White 

An excellent way to treat dandruff!

Things you will need:
One ripe banana or 2 depending on your hair length.
2tblsp olive oil
2tblsp honey
3tblsp milk

Method:
Cut the banana into pieces, then put in the blender to make it a smooth paste.

Note: there should be NO Banana PIECES left as that will be very difficult to get out of your hair.

Mix the other ingredients in the banana paste and then apply right from root to tip of hair and on scalp.
Leave on for 20-30 mins and wash normally with shampoo and conditioner.
It works as a wonderful deep conditioner too.
And GOOD BYE dandruff :)

Heaven, Hell and God

Once people saw Rabi'a running with a burning branch clasped in one hand a pail of water in the other. Intrigued, one of them asked, “O lady of the afterlife, where are you going and to do what?"

Rabi'a replied, “I am going to set heaven on fire and extinguish the flames of hell so that those who are seeking God can get over these illusions and clearly realise the true goal. With no other motives, fears or hopes they may seek God as today one can hardly find anyone worshipping God without hopping for heaven and the fearing hell!"

Paradise and hell are mere notions for those who have realised God. They are essentials for the purification of action for those who still have not attained the highest state. 

Transcending heaven and hell is to seek God for God's sake alone by those who pine for nothing else than God.

Just for laughs

Aliens?

In July 1947 a suspected UFO crash-landed in Roswell, New Mexico. Extra-terrestrial debris marked in alien hieroglyphics and even alien corpses were thought to be recovered. An autopsy was believed to be carried out on the corpse of an alien by U.S. doctors. However, since the 1970s huge controversy has surrounded the Roswell incident. The U.S. military took a firm stance that it was not an alien craft that crashed to Earth but an experimental high-altitude surveillance balloon belonging to a classified program named “Mogul” instead. A cover-up to detract the public’s attention of a genuine UFO and alien life in an effort to avoid mass hysteria? Or was it simply the truth that some people do not want to accept?

Source: http://urbantitan.com/10-most-amazing-ufo-stories/

Quote of the week

Dear Crow,
I ask you of only one thing, pick on my flesh carefully.
Don't pick on my eyes, don't pick on my eyes..I die in hope to see My Beloved.
Rockstar

“You know, when it works, love is pretty amazing. It’s not overrated. There’s a reason for all those songs.”

Sarah Dessen, This Lullaby 

Tired of Speaking Sweet

Love wants to reach out and manhandle us,

Break all our teacup talk of God.
If you had the courage and
Could give the Beloved His choice, some nights,
He would just drag you around the room
By your hair,
Ripping from your grip all those toys in the world
That bring you no joy.
Love sometimes gets tired of speaking sweetly
And wants to rip to shreds
All your erroneous notions of truth
That make you fight within yourself, dear one,
And with others,
Causing the world to weep
On too many fine days.
God wants to manhandle us,
Lock us inside of a tiny room with Himself
And practice His dropkick.
The Beloved sometimes wants
To do us a great favor:
Hold us upside down
And shake all the nonsense out.
But when we hear
He is in such a "playful drunken mood"
Most everyone I know
Quickly packs their bags and hightails it
Out of town.

Hafiz

Quote of the week

Whatever happens in your life, no matter how troubling things might seem, do not enter the
neighborhood of despair. Even when all doors remain closed, God will open up a newpath only
for you. Be thankful! It is easy to be thankful when all is well. A Sufi is thankful for not only
what he has been given but also for all that he has been denied.

Forty Rules of Love.