I was speaking to one of my friends regards the inevitable stream of divine inspiration everywhere around us; and with special reference to the way that Rumi-yana finds its way into my hands at various stages of my life.. Anyway, I picked up one of my newest anthologies (bought in Delhi last month, 'Rumi-The Book of Love'; a transl by Coleman Barks.. and opened to a page, just browsing. The following pieces all occur side by side on pages134/135, all make varied but profound sense to me.. based on some conversations and reflections with friends and loved ones.. sometimes, we don't have to look all that far in order to find divinity.. its in the spiritual water we drink from being close to or being with people who inspire real joy in us..
CANDLE AT NOON - p134
'A man is wandering the marketplace at noon with a candle in his hand, totally ecstatic.
"Hey," calls a shopkeeper,"is this a joke? Who are you looking for?"
"Someone breathing Huuu,the divine breath." "Well, there are plenty to choose from."
"But I want one who can be in anger and desire and still be a true human being in the same moment."
When school and mosque and minaret get torn down, then dervishes can begin their community. Not until faithfulness
turns to betrayal and betrayal into trust can any human being become part of the truth.
People want you to be happy. Don't keep serving them your pain!
If you could untie your wings and free your soul of jealousy,
you and everyone around you would fly up like doves.
WHEN WORDS ARE TINGED WITH LYING -p135
Muhammad gave this indication of how to know what's real. "When you feel
a peaceful joy, you're near the truth. Unquiet and off centre, jealous or greedy,
then what you do seems pretentious and those around you insincere.
Speak the clearest truth you know, and let the uneasiness heal."
When words are tinged with lying, they're like water dripping into an oil lamp. The wick won't light, and the pleasure of your love room will diminish.
---------------------------------------Jumuah love to all...Shfs
Shafinaaz is a sociologist, artist and poet based in Johannesburg, SA. She is the author of several works of non-fiction and fiction, and has been listed in HayFestival's Africa39 category of top 39 authors in Africa under the age of 40 at the London Book Fair 2014. Also see www.shafinaaz.co.za
I write. As I must. Words are my paints of expression on an otherwise bland canvas, my rollercoasters of delight on otherwise dreary roads. Entertainment or derision, they manifest in my varied states of being. Until theres silence. Even then, theres a dialogue of sorts that continues... in spirit? Who knows..