Monday, November 28, 2005

:: The Journey of Kazwini :: A Sufi Story

Useful men, carrying useful work, do not become angry if they are called useless. But the useless who imagine that they are operating in a significant manner become greatly infuriated if this word is used about them.

'I visited', says Kazwini, 'one group of sincere-enough sufis. They practiced the invocations and strummed music on strings. ...

'I donned the patched robe and begged from door to door, as recommended in the classics. I prayed, I fasted and I gave charity.

'I learned the intricate gyrations and litanics, and took part in the Stillness.

I mastered teh ability to containt the inner agitation.

'I learned how to erase my "I", and how to restore it, purged

'Then I met the Proof himself. The Proof said to me:

"What do you seek?"

'I said:

"I seek the Master."

'The Proof said:

"Had you asked for more action, I would have given it to you. But as you desire Truth, I shall conduct you to the Truth."

'He conveyed me to the Master. And the Master taught me what all the outwardness which I had studied really meant.

'When I returned to the world, none would listen, and the outwardness continues. As the Master predicted to me, it will continue until the end of time.'

:: This wonderful sufi story is taken from the book, Thinkers of the East by Idries Shah, which i'm reading currently.

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