Hazrat Inayat Khan
Born
in Vadodara, India
July 05, 1882
Died
February 05, 1927
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The Mysticism of Sound and Music: The Sufi Teaching of Hazrat Inayat Khan
35 editions
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1911
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The Art of Being and Becoming
26 editions
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published
1979
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The Inner Life
16 editions
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published
2009
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The Hand of Poetry
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2 editions
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published
1993
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The Music of Life
20 editions
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published
1977
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The Heart of Sufism: Essential Writings of Hazrat Inayat Khan
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7 editions
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1999
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Mastery Through Accomplishment
7 editions
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1978
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The Sufi Message of Hazrat Inayat Khan, Vol. 6: The Alchemy of Happiness
14 editions
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1979
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The Way of Illumination (The Sufi Teachings of Hazrat Inayat Khan Book 1)
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2001
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Mental Purification and Healing
16 editions
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1931
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“I have loved in life and I have been loved.
I have drunk the bowl of poison from the hands of love as nectar,
and have been raised above life's joy and sorrow.
My heart, aflame in love, set afire every heart that came in touch with it.
My heart has been rent and joined again;
My heart has been broken and again made whole;
My heart has been wounded and healed again;
A thousand deaths my heart has died, and thanks be to love, it lives yet.
I went through hell and saw there love's raging fire,
and I entered heaven illumined with the light of love.
I wept in love and made all weep with me;
I mourned in love and pierced the hearts of men;
And when my fiery glance fell on the rocks, the rocks burst forth as volcanoes.
The whole world sank in the flood caused by my one tear;
With my deep sigh the earth trembled, and when I cried aloud the name of my beloved,
I shook the throne of God in heaven.
I bowed my head low in humility, and on my knees I begged of love,
"Disclose to me, I pray thee, O love, thy secret."
She took me gently by my arms and lifted me above the earth, and spoke softly in my ear,
"My dear one, thou thyself art love, art lover,
and thyself art the beloved whom thou hast adored.”
― The Dance of the Soul: Gayan, Vadan, Nirtan
I have drunk the bowl of poison from the hands of love as nectar,
and have been raised above life's joy and sorrow.
My heart, aflame in love, set afire every heart that came in touch with it.
My heart has been rent and joined again;
My heart has been broken and again made whole;
My heart has been wounded and healed again;
A thousand deaths my heart has died, and thanks be to love, it lives yet.
I went through hell and saw there love's raging fire,
and I entered heaven illumined with the light of love.
I wept in love and made all weep with me;
I mourned in love and pierced the hearts of men;
And when my fiery glance fell on the rocks, the rocks burst forth as volcanoes.
The whole world sank in the flood caused by my one tear;
With my deep sigh the earth trembled, and when I cried aloud the name of my beloved,
I shook the throne of God in heaven.
I bowed my head low in humility, and on my knees I begged of love,
"Disclose to me, I pray thee, O love, thy secret."
She took me gently by my arms and lifted me above the earth, and spoke softly in my ear,
"My dear one, thou thyself art love, art lover,
and thyself art the beloved whom thou hast adored.”
― The Dance of the Soul: Gayan, Vadan, Nirtan
“There can be no rebirth without a dark night of the soul, a total annihilation of all that you believed in and thought that you were.”
― Thinking Like the Universe: The Sufi Path of Awakening
― Thinking Like the Universe: The Sufi Path of Awakening
“We grown-up people think that we appreciate music, but if we realized the sense that an infant has brought with it of appreciating sound and rhythm, we would never boast of knowing music. The infant is music itself.”
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