Sufi Quotes

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Rumi
“What you seek is seeking you.”
Mawlana Jalal-al-Din Rumi

Rumi
“I know you're tired but come, this is the way.”
Jalalu'l-din Rumi

Meher Baba
“Don't Worry Be Happy”
Meher Baba

Idries Shah
“It is the message, not the man, which is important to the Sufis.”
Idries Shah, The Sufis

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

Rumi
“There came one and knocked at the door of the Beloved.
And a voice answered and said, 'Who is there?'
The lover replied, 'It is I.'
'Go hence,' returned the voice;
'there is no room within for thee and me.'
Then came the lover a second time and knocked and again the voice demanded,
'Who is there?'
He answered, 'It is thou.'
'Enter,' said the voice, 'for I am within.”
Mawlana Jalal-al-Din Rumi, The Way of the Sufi

Idries Shah
“You must empty out the dirty water before you fill the pitcher with clean.”
Idries Shah

“When no one is looking,
I swallow deserts and clouds
and chew on mountains
knowing they are sweet bones!
When no one is looking
and I want to kiss God,
I just lift my own hand to my mouth.”
Khwaja Shamsuddin Mohammad, The Rubaiyat of Hafiz

Kamand Kojouri
“You have no choice. You must leave your ego on the doorstep before you enter love.”
Kamand Kojouri

Idries Shah
“The sufis believe that they can experience something more complete.”
Idries Shah, The Sufis

Rumi
“A craftsman pulled a reed from the reedbed,
cut holes in it, and called it a human being.

Since then, it's been wailing a tender agony
of parting, never mentioning the skill
that gave it life as a flute”
Rumi Jalalu'l-Din

Idries Shah
“Real generosity is anonymous to the extent that a man should be prepared even to be considered ungenerous rather than explain it to others.”
Idries Shah, Learning How to Learn: Psychology and Spirituality in the Sufi Way

Idries Shah
“When people have a hard task to do - one which stretches them - they become less concerned with trivial matters.”
Idris SHah

Bulleh Shah
“Not a believer in the mosque am I,
Nor a disbeliever with his rites am I.
I am not the pure amongst the impure,
I am neither Moses nor Pharaoh.
Bulleh, I know not who I am.

Not in the holy books am I,
Nor do I dwell in bhang or wine,
Nor do I live in a drunken haze,
Nor in sleep or waking known.
Bulleh, I know not who I am.

Not in happiness or in sorrow am I found.
I am neither pure nor mired in filthy ground.
Not of water nor of land,
Nor am I in air or fire to be found.
Bulleh, I know not who I am.

Not an Arab nor Lahori,
Not a Hindi or Nagouri,
Nor a Muslim or Peshawari,
Not a Buddhist or a Christian.
Bulleh, I know not who I am.

Secrets of religion have I not unravelled,
I am not of Eve and Adam.
Neither still nor moving on,
I have not chosen my own name!
Bulleh, I know not who I am.

From first to last, I searched myself.
None other did I succeed in knowing.
Not some great thinker am I.
Who is standing in my shoes, alone?

Bulleh, I know not who I am.”
Bulleh Shah

Amir Khusrau
“Khusrau darya prem ka, ulti wa ki dhaar,
Jo utra so doob gaya, jo dooba so paar.

English Translation.

Oh Khusrau, the river of love
Runs in strange directions.
One who jumps into it drowns,
And one who drowns, gets across.”
Amir Khusrau, The Writings Of Amir Khusrau :700 years after the prophet : a 13th-14th century legend of Indian-sub-continent

“They will become Godly when they will have God in their hearts.”
Riaz Ahmed Gohar Shahi, The Religion of God

Tao Yuanming
“Unsettled, a bird lost from the flock --
Keeps flying by itself in the dusk.
Back and forth, it has no resting place,
Night after night, more anguished its cries.
Its shrill sound yearns for the pure and distant --
Coming from afar, how anxiously it flutters!

It chances to find a pine tree growing all apart;
Folding its wings, it has come home at last.
In the gusty wind there is no dense growth;
This canopy alone does not decay.
Having found a perch to roost on,
In a thousand years it will not depart.”
Qian Tao

Kamand Kojouri
“I will speak of love
until you go mad
and join me
in my mad worship
of love.”
Kamand Kojouri

Kamand Kojouri
“You know how it goes:
at some point in your life,
you fell in love with someone
and had a glimpse of God.
Then you abandoned life and lover
and started celebrating
your love for God.”
Kamand Kojouri

Amir Khusrau
“Chaap Tilak

Chhap tilak sab cheeni ray mosay naina milaikay
Chhap tilak sab cheeni ray mosay naina milaikay
Prem bhatee ka madhva pilaikay
Matvali kar leeni ray mosay naina milaikay
Gori gori bayyan, hari hari churiyan
Bayyan pakar dhar leeni ray mosay naina milaikay
Bal bal jaaon mein toray rang rajwa
Apni see kar leeni ray mosay naina milaikay
Khusrau Nijaam kay bal bal jayyiye
Mohay Suhaagan keeni ray mosay naina milaikay
Chhap tilak sab cheeni ray mosay naina milaikay


Translation
You've taken away my looks, my identity, by just a glance.
By making me drink the wine of love-potion,
You've intoxicated me by just a glance;
My fair, delicate wrists with green bangles in them,
Have been held tightly by you with just a glance.
I give my life to you, Oh my cloth-dyer,
You've dyed me in yourself, by just a glance.
I give my whole life to you Oh, Nijam,
You've made me your bride, by just a glance.”
Amir Khusrau

Frederic Manning
“We are here in a wood of little beeches:
And the leaves are like black lace
Against a sky of nacre.

One bough of clear promise
Across the moon.

It is in this wise that God speaketh unto me.
He layeth hands of healing upon my flesh,
Stilling it in an eternal peace,
Until my soul reaches out myriad and infinite hands
Toward him,
And is eased of its hunger.

And I know that this passes:
This implacable fury and torment of men,
As a thing insensate and vain:
And the stillness hath said unto me,
Over the tumult of sounds and shaken flame,
Out of the terrible beauty of wrath,
I alone am eternal.

One bough of clear promise
Across the moon”
Frederic Manning

“Di kolong langit
Kau adalah doa,
Aku orang buta.
Di sajak para Raja
Kau adalah permaisuri
Dan aku, sang sufi pada ayunan sepi”
andra dobing

Tawfiq Al-Hakim
“Ia (Adam) diberi akal sebagai perangkat mengetahui dan memahami. Diberi nafs yang dengannya ia menyedari dan mengerti. Diberi hati yang dengannya ia merasa dan mencinta.”
Taufiq el-Hakim, Dalam Perjamuan Cinta
tags: iman, sufi

Llewellyn Vaughan-Lee
“[T]he light of oneness is available to all of us, present in hidden aquifers where life’s waters continue to flow, waiting in a living silence for us to notice.”
Llewellyn Vaughan-Lee, For Love of the Real: A Story of Life's Mystical Secret

“Neither to heaven nor to hell, my journey is towards my home.”
~Sw. Chidananda Tirtha

Llewellyn Vaughan-Lee
“The mystic knows that the essence of prayer is the hidden secret, “I am He whom I love, He whom I love is me.” In the deepest prayer of the heart there is only oneness, for when the heart is open and looks towards God, He reveals His unity. In this state of prayer there are a merging and melting that transcend the mind and its notions of duality: the heart overwhelms us with His presence which obliterates any sense of our own self.
These moments of prayer are moments of union in which the lover is lost. The lover has stepped from the shore of his own being into the limitless ocean of the Beloved.
(...)

When love reveals its real nature we come to know that there is neither lover nor Beloved. There is no one to pray and no one to pray to. We do not even know that we are lost; we return from these states of merging only knowing that we gave ourself and were taken. Our gift of ourself was accepted so completely that we knew nothing. We looked towards Him and He took us in His arms, embraced us in oneness, dissolved us in nearness. For so many years we cried to Him, we called to Him, and when He came the meeting was so intimate that we knew nothing.

But when we return from this merging of oneness,
when the mind again surrounds us, we can see the footprints that led us to this shore, to the place where the two worlds meet. We can tell stories of the journey that led us to the edge of the heart’s infinite ocean, of the nights we called to Him, and the tears we cried in our calling. For so many years our need was all that we knew, a need born of the despair of separation, the deepest despair known to the soul.

This need was our first prayer, planted in the soul by Him who loves us, who wants us for Himself. This need of the soul is the bond of love, the mystic’s pledge to remember Him. The awakening of this remembrance is the knowledge of our forgetfulness, the knowledge of separation. The lover is made to know that she is separate from her Beloved, that she has forgotten Him. Awakening to this knowledge, the lover brings into consciousness the soul’s need to return Home, to journey from separation to union.”
Llewellyn Vaughan-Lee, The Circle of Love

Llewellyn Vaughan-Lee
“In the West we are so addicted to the notion of progress that we project this idea onto our spiritual life, and can become very confused by the dawning realization that He whom we seek is always with us, that we are always close to Him but do not know it. The spiritual path is a process of revealing this nearness, the intimacy of love that is always with us.”
Llewellyn Vaughan-Lee, The Circle of Love

Ashfaq Ahmed
“بس عبادت کی اتنی ساری حقیقت ہے بابو لوکا!
عبادت کا بانڈھا تیار ہوسائیں کے کرم کی نظر پڑ جائےتو باگوباگ ہو جاتا ہے۔ قیمت وہ ملتی ہے جو نہ سان میں نہ گمان میں۔ پر جو بانڈھا ہی پاس نہ ہو _____ تو خالی بندے پر کیا نظر پڑنی ہے ! کدھر سے عطا آنی ہے ! کدھر سے نوازا جانا ہے ____؟؟ بانڈھا تیار رکھ اور اس کی نظر راہ دیکھ____!!”
Ashfaq Ahmed, Mann Chalay Ka Sauda / من چلے کا سودا

Jean de Cabalis
“One dervish shared with the other : " Everytime I clean myself a little; I jump straight back in the mud pool.. the idiot hog I am. " The other dervish laughed and replied "Yes mud is attractive !”
Jean de Cabalis

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