The Mountain of Fatima on the Moon

A follower of the House of Fatima in Saudi narrates the following dream:

 

“After isha prayers, distressed by the brokenness of my friend who was wronged, I complained to Fatima alayhi salam that the person hails from your family, please do justice.

I slept and saw myself and she (AS) on a moon overlooking earth, there is a mountain called ‘fatimid’ mountain on moon. The glorious white moon seemed like anything I have ever seen with backdrop of  pitch black sky with stars. And it is supposedly the tallest mountain on the moon formed 18 or 38 or 32 years ago. The moon does not have tectonic plates nor volcanic action and all of  its mountains created by impacts by asteroids. This explanation was observed in the dream, followed by an assurance that she is not wrong. 

Things start to improve for her later on…

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Lunar Healing Dream

Feb 4th 2018-
This dream was received by a female seeker in Jeddah:
“In this dream, (Qudra Healer) is telling me something about my daughter Hafsa, I don’t remember what. Then I see her wearing a jubbah (Arabic style garb) beneath the full moonlight. The moon is full and bright, then she shows her hand to the moon and it comes near to her, like near where she is standing( in the sky).
After waking up from my sleep, I saw the letter ح and kept saying, “Hafsa, Hafsa, Hafsa.”
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Depiction of moon shift sketched by the seeker 
Commentary: With recent requests from seekers on spirituality and children, workshops and short courses, this idea has long been lurking in my psyche. As a mother of three creative children, I have been meaning to simply share a few insights on spirituality and children. With over 19 years of experience and research on this subject, I will be posting updates in the coming months on new courses, inshAllah.

Mevlana Rumi and Fariddudin Attar

Every master has a select vessel where secrets and knowledge may be poured into. The Master seeks an empty vessel, a heart ready to receive. Attar the famed Persian poet and mystic too sought an empty vessel and in his presence arrived the young Jelaluddin Rumi. The latter, as legend states had fled with his family,  the Mongol invasion of his homeland  and en route to Anatolia, in the city of Neshapour, young Jelaluddin had to come into the physical presence of Master Attar who would gaze at him and grace him for such works the world had yet to see. He saw Jelaluddin’s father walking ahead of his son and said, “Here comes a sea followed by an ocean.”
Naturally, Attar a master, recognised the secret of Rumi and gave him his  Asrarnama, the book of secrets, which prepared him to study deeper the subtle mysteries of the heart. Later in his adult years, Mevlana Rumi was to meet his spiritual Master and guide who would alchemically transmute the scholar into an ecstatic lover of Divine, something the world had yet to expreience. Again, Shamsuddin too was in search of a open vessel, a master whom he would transfer his entire being and secrets to. Rumi was the select and elect candidate for Shams e Tabrez.
Among the students of Rumi, was Husamuddin. As the story goes, Husamuddin implored Mevlana Rumi, “If you were to write a book like the Ilahiname of Sanai or the Mantiq ‘ut-Tayr (Conference of the Birds) of Attar it would become the companion of many troubadours. They would fill their hearts from your work and compose music to accompany it.” Thereupon Mevlana Rumi embraced the suggestion and composed the song of the reed which would become the opening chapter of his Mathnavi, a six volume epic work of the famed Eastern poet who stands today as the most read poet in the West.
Song of the Reed

Listen to the reed as it tells its tale;

it complains of separation.

 

Since they cut me from the reed-bed,
men and women have been crying over my lament.

 

I wish for someone with a bosom torn apart by separation,
so that I can tell them the meaning of the pain of longing.

 

Everyone who stays far away from his own origin
seeks to get back to the day he was together with it.

 

I have been crying in every gathering;
I have kept company with the miserable and the happy.

 

Everyone has thought he is my friend,
but no one has sought my inner secrets.

 

My secret is not far from my crying,
but neither eye nor ear has the light to find it.

 

Body from soul, soul from body are not veiled,
but no one has permission to see the soul.

 

This call of the reed is fire, not wind.
Everyone who has not this fire–should be naught.

 

The fire is love that came down into the reed;
its fervor is love that came down into the wine.

 

The reed is the companion of everyone parted from a beloved.
Its tunes have torn apart our veils.

 

Who has seen such a poison and antidote as the reed?
Who has seen such a sympathizer and longing lover as the reed?

 

The reed tells the tale of the Way full of blood.
It tells the love stories of Layla and Majnun.

 

No one but the delirious is intimate with this consciousness.
The tongue has no customer but the ear.

 

In our sorrow the days have become untimely.
The days accompany the burning griefs.

 

If the days are gone, tell them “Go!” and never mind.
But Thou, please stay, for none is as holy as Thou.

 

Everyone but the fish is fed up with his water.
For everyone without daily bread, his day is very long.

 

No one who is raw can understand the state of the cooked.
So the talk should be short. “That’s all!”
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Latest UFO Message from Young Seeker

Our youngest seeker shared a dream today,

Her advice initiated with a request to remove the latest UFO High Tech Cities in Hijaz post as these beings are making their presence in Hijaz, more specifically Jeddah and do not wish to have the subject discussed openly. This post may appear as pure drama, so let’ just presume we are speaking about a cartoon.

Dreamer relates,

“From country X UFO’s were sent to Arabia. They were seen in Jeddah. The entities approached a group of people with an overall heightened consciousness. This group was a small group rather. The entities selected a young female candidate to question. This candidate was to answer all their questions, some of which had to be written. Some from the group were in denial while others aware of their presence. You were also present in the dream. There was a concern in regards to a post of yours which was not supposed to be shared openly. I do not know which one, but that it should be removed. This is best as the alien entities  wish not be prematurely unveiled or talked about.”

Commentary

After our conversation with this young lady, the computer in our room started to make odd noises. Assuming it was a youtube soundtrack, it turned out to be electrical rather robotic sounds. Hence, we shut the device and I thought it best to update here (another error?).  Our last post on this site has been and similar to the past posts on the same topic, UFO sightings and related dreams, we had a few odd happenings which lead me to the same conclusion…remove the posts. These entities are aware of who is who especially those who talk and release information; The Informers. Our last intended post was perhaps an affront against their local community as they simply do NOT like anyone to discuss or unveil their workings and if done without consent, those same informants would then fall in their radar zone.

That’s all folks from the drama scene of KSA. We bring you what others don’t.

 

Cheers,

QH

Drink from the Wine of Rumi, DRINK!”

We would like to share this opening with the new Islamic Year, Muharram, from a seeker  at Qudra Healing from South Africa.  Our pattern of sharing dreams through this blog serves as inspiration for us and seekers in the Kingdom and beyond.
In today’s sohbet, discussing the nature of inspiration and the concept of recycling inspiration through active / passive sharing, a seeker responded, I am torn between which is better (to share or contain). The response to this came as, when this state over takes, inspiration questions, ‘it is not you, rather you a vessel which has been emptied in order to recieve. Then why keep for thyself what we send in order to share? It was sent to you, through you for ALL. We wish for you to share, this fragrance in all it’s scent. What then shall be our reply to inspiration?

Note: inspiration must come where there is emptiness; space. Occupation and clutter cannot house or welcome this guest. Through breaking, tearing and being ripped apart we die only to be born again!

السلام عليكم ورحمة الله وبركاته
Dear Qudra, 
I hope this email reaches you well and in constant spiritual elevation. May Allah increase his gracious favour upon you and your family Inshaa Allah. 
I must tell you I had a dream two nights ago – I don’t recall much of the dream but you were in the dream and urging me to drink from the cup. Exclaiming to me, “drink from the wine of Rumi, DRINK!”
I even woke up saying yes I will drink from the wine of Rumi in my sleepy state. 
Quite amazing. Left me with a good feeling of comfort Subhanallah. 
Just felt I had to share 
Much Love,
R
 
In response to this seeker who previously shared another dream, a poem that was transmitted to heart a few years ago, came to surface. The very intention of its composition, ‘to drink,’ shall now be shared openly  with seekers of the wine. No shame is sharing, reservations no more, for the one who gave the drink through words, the same says, share the cup openly. More than a personal desire to share, we see it as an opening, an order, an obligation.  As an initiate of the Mevlevi Order of Rumi, I am pleased to share the drink the love, in whatever way or form requested. I am grateful to seekers on the Path who share dreams as this remains a language, a secret code, our way of communicating where words may fail to express otherwise.

Cup of Love

You’ve asked to drink from the cup of Love

Now let it pour from high above

Savor every sip my friend

You’ll never run to an end

Prepare to fall deep in love

Abducted and placed in a secret cove

You’ll toss and turn

You heart shall burn

You’ll slip and fall

And know none at all

Your body too shall be set aflame

A fiery blaze-yet who’s to blame?

Once you’ve joined the inner tavern

Sip with His friends

Need not beg, borrow, lend

When your cup is almost empty

It shall be filled again aplenty

You’re’ sick in love!

A contagious malady from above

A drunkard

An addict

Whatever you wish, call it

The only way to free yourself

Is to be forever in love.

 

-QH

Ishq: The First Lesson for Humankind

Love is for All

Ishq is for the Elect

-Qudra Healing

 

Panting; we rush to the ocean

Our standard; Tsunami

She sets in

We enter like mad men

We dive, swim above and beneath

Float in peace

Fire sizzles

Flames extinguished

We enter a motionless world

A REAL utopia

Pin drop silence

Waves no more

No trace of I

The Sun handsomely  arrives

Seated upon His throne he shines

We turn to vapor

Instantly disintegrate

An awesome feat

A vanishing act

Vapors traverse up to heaven

Fill clouds with droplets of Love

Love falls as rain

You prayed for rain?

Thank fire!

[Poetry: Qudra Healing]

 

Annihilation of the self, I, is attained through Ishq, fervent love for any object, person or God among other ways. Here we are speaking in reference to Mortal Love as the Way to Divine Love.

Love came to your feet in the guise of a mortal. The message she brought was a heavenly love letter drenched in wine. In false pride, you claimed piety and rejected her message. My foolish sweetheart, Love came as a teacher unto you! You decided to build an iron wall around your heart and proclaimed, ‘No need have I for mortal love, I only seek Divine!” As Love drifted away, her parting words, ‘Did you think you could reach Divine without Me? By heavens, no! Not even in a million years! Rather, if you choose me as your Path, I’ll take you to your destination. All you have to do is embrace and reciprocate.

To further elaborate, we present one of our favourite stories highlighting this subject as taught by the famed mystic and guide, Jami.

A man once came to the Spiritual Master Jami and asked to become his disciple. He had studied all the scriptures in depth and was surprised when the master asked him: ‘Have you ever been in love?’ He answered, ‘No.’ The master said, ‘Go and fall in love and suffer, then come back.” The man went into the world and acted upon Jami’s advice. When he returned, he eventually became Jami’s successor.

The Path actually begins in Fana for one’s mother. Ishq is the first lesson taught to a baby and the subject of Ishq is the mother. Then later as the child matures, the subjects change and vary. Love, a teacher in multiple forms, imparts lessons that are essential to the Path of Love. Whether one consciously signed up or not to learn these lessons, Love teaches life lessons to all. Mortal love is the Way to Divine Love. Love is the Guru.

 

Stages of Fana [annihilation] Goal being Divine Presence and Path Entailing Levels of Fana in Sufic Context

Formula Simplified

[Divine] ALLAH ——–> Fana in Muhammed [S] ———> Fana in Ali & Fatima [AS] ——–> Fana in Imams of Ahlul Beit* ———>Fana in Awliah [AS] ———-> Fana in Authorized Ones

The above, starting from the last progressing upwards, is basically the formula entailing the Path of the Elect in the Way of Ihsan.