The Spiritual Practices of Rumi

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This book, The Spiritual Practices of Rumi by Will Johnson, was THE book which presented itself days before I was to meet my Twin Soul. This book brought to light the spiritual relationship of Mevlana Jalaluddin Rumi and his teacher Shams e Tabrez. In it, Johnson exposes the symptoms of the soul friend. All that he discussed and brought to light,  I was literally experiencing in real-time. It was the most surreal experience. The book akin to a dream. Life became the book. The book became Life.  From feelings of unexplainable affinity, sharing and multiple synchronicities, I realized mid way through the book that this individual was me in another physical form. “Like a split embryo” I  would jest without realizing how weighty the statement was. As far back as grade one,  I recall my librarian gifting me with ‘Mitchell is Moving’ by Majorie W. Sharmat. This  book was about two dinosaur friends who lived ‘next door‘ for ages, then split after Mitchell moved and ‘weeks’ later both were reunited. In retrospect, it seems to me that the time-lapse where the two friends reunite is symbolic to the theme where connected souls are never separate. Time is simply a veil. The weeks of separation, as described in the book,  represent an incalculable measure of time.  Are you really separate from those you love? Is there separation where hearts are in sync? Does physical proximity determine true connection? These were some of the lessons learned when I was to become Margo; The Rumiosaurus who never moved. It was Mitchell who moved and caused Margo to evolve and turn (no pun intended) into a Rumiosaurus. This was the first foreshadowing of the experience I was meant to realize.  This book remained with me for three decades until I sent it over to Mitchell or Shamsosauraus.  This Shams I speak of too left like Mitchell, let’s just see for how long. Does time matter? Lesson: Detachment. Separation is a mirage.

A  year later, in Grade two, I received my first Cabbage Patch; the adored doll for all little girls of my era. My parents had booked the doll through Sears and I awaited eagerly for its arrival; my twin?  When the cutest doll arrived,  I discovered her birth certificate had the same name as mine. The Twin Tale begins.  Was this another clue of the mysterious twin soul journey?  Well in my story, yes. Tragically, this doll too I kept for a number of years thinking I would pass her down to a future child. Lo and behold, she was inadvertently placed in the give-away items during a move. Lesson: Detachment.  Cabbage Patch left yet, her story lives on, so is she actually gone?  What is more important: That what lives in your heart or a fleeting love? Spirit is eternal. Spirit lives on.

Now going to back to Will Johnson’s book; an updated version of my dinosaur tale, I had decided to connect to the author and actually share what I was experiencing. This twin -friend, mentor, sister and very mystical persona was a Shams in disguise. Had I figured it all out? Maybe. In fact, I would utter this all the time to “Shams”. And it would end up in endless laughter tainted with, ‘could she be’… Well one thing for sure, she was the catalyst which mirrored my own reality and set me in alignment to my calling. Likewise, as poetry evolved as an outpouring of our exchange, she would  hint that there is a Rumi within you. And I suppose, based on Johnson’s book, I was more in resonance with Rumi’s personality as opposed to Shams; someone who befitted her better.  Now fast forwarding, Shams delivered all the lessons she had to to Rumi and then, typical of all Shams’, she disappeared like vapour. Very common in  Twin Soul relationships. I was to now find myself without a reflection and apply all the lessons learned. In the process many things happened. Life happened. Looking back, it feels like yesterday. There is no sense of actual separation. The only reality is now. There is nothing but now  that exists. We paint our own reality. We tell our story. This is a story from my Story.

There is no better medium to see yourself than through a mortal. For millions of seekers over the ages, the Way to Divine Love through dissolving of oneself through love in The Mirror, was the Way. The Mirror we speak of is not confined to a particular individual. This mirror becomes a causation of seeing everything and everyone as a mirror reflection..a shift in perception brings you to a conscious realization that all that we perceive is our own mirror reflection and there is no way more exalted except through the lens of Love. The Mirror is a representative of Divine Love at your door. This shift in awareness brings you into a state of harmony with One; with All. A Monistic view that All is One and One is All. All is a reflection of One, One is all. A total annihilation of the self to Love, surrender to Love, becomes the preferred path, the way to live, the way to bliss. Love on the highest frequency brings you to a state of love which  cannot be described in earthly terminology. It is selfless, unconditional, and without ego. I becomes estranged. It becomes detested.  One becomes watchful of the I games through many guises including story telling and tales. It comes unannounced and is a Master Trickster. Could love transform the heart to loyally love, eternally love and place one in confinement to a place where Love exists only through physicality? Love too says, I am beyond physicality. I am unconfined, beyond mind, logic and reason. Yes, Love Can.

There is no way more exalted except through the lens of Love.

Love too says, I am beyond physicality. I am unconfined, beyond mind, logic and reason. Yes, Love Can.

When Shams disappears from your life, the effect is like a trailer of the Isra And Mirage (The Prophetic Journey and  Ascension). You are brought into a  state ONE or Fana through love and upon descent from the state of ascension/Fana, one arrives to a state of Baqa; a separation, back to oneself; individuality /duality). The Prophet Mohammed (S) returned from His Lord Most High to mortals in order to carry out his responsibilities and service. It is the highest stages of Fana where one is spiritually dressed in Divine  Attributes.

Having thus been endowed with Divine Attributes, the seeker is fit for Divine Vicegerency and is sent back  to carry out his duties. However his return is not the same as he was before. Rather graced and strives for both Fana and Baqa during his visitor status on this plane.

Fana is a gateway to Baqa. Fana is necessary to experience Baqa.  You are never separate. Separation is delusion. Through the moments spent in the veil of separation, every moment becomes a tribute to Fana. How can one understand the most sought after station which  Mustafa the Beloved (S) was given privy to, without experiencing a trickle from the Ocean of Love?  This simply cannot be digested or grasped without the experience and if one claims experience then that too may be a state of delusion. There is no real knowing of reality. If one speaks, it may be fable. If one claims, it may be an interpretation of his own story. If one loves, stays in love and becomes love, then one has experienced. Love is the ultimate experience.

Yesterday, a seeker had asked a question which lead to a discussion on the Rumi Shams Phenomena. In response, I shared the title of Will Johnson’s book so that perchance she too may find what she seeks after studying the same. Apparently yesterday was January 11 or 111. 111 appears many a time in this blog unveiling experience of 111 in connection to  the Twin Soul Phenomena. I consciously realized late night that it was 111 and here I am again speaking on the subject and that the talk on the subject was certainly no coincidence.

Peace,

Qudra

What you seek is seeking You.- Mev. Rumi

Inseparable Shadow

A lonely traveler strolled along a shaded pathway

Suddenly thunder shattered the starry sky

Lightning struck her instantly

Fatally she gasped for air

Currents of electric waves charged her soul

Spirit revived

An angelic presence

A second life

It was you!

Another Me?

Indescribable transparency

The moment of awakening

Alighted at last

Fire lit

Love’s delight

A shaded path with no road signs

Tragic disappearance

You came and left without notice

Alone again upon this path

Despair not

Your inseparable shadow;

My eternal companion…

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Women of Sufism by Camille Helminski

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This morning, I received an email from a mystic, one who learns from Khidr; the Green one. She asked me if I had ever read Women of Sufism by Shaykha Camille Helminski.

This triggered profound memories of the early part of my journey in the Kingdom of Love; Arabia, and brought me to beautiful memories. The following was my reply to this Qalander,

Salaam and Good Morning,

Yes, I did read the book, Women of Sufism by Helminski. I read this perhaps over a decade ago while living in Riyadh. I found it to be supportive as at that time in my journey I was feeling as if men too had totally hijacked the spiritual path. I recall feeling hopelessness and resentful and even wondered if Islam was being unfair. This book did save the day for me and reminded me of the fact that we were always there and will always be lovers of the Divine. Spirituality is inherent in our nature and this is something that can never be taken away, even if we go unrecognised. I was reminded of the stories I heard in my childhood and through people of female mystics and those who performed miracles… Hence, I did find it beneficial. Now, as far as covering all geographical locations and orders, sure, it is lacking yet whatever the author could do, I am sure she did her best. So AH ( Alhamdullilah) for the effort. I had even lent the book out to SELECT ladies, some of whom today are in the front lines of the Path in Arabia. So again… I must say that the book itself was pivotal and an aide while I was in the dry and harsh region of Najd.
As far as the couple is concerned, I personally have not met them, yet knew of them before I was initiated. I being inclined towards the Mevelevi Order or Mev. Rumi’s teachings, did come across their work yet no opening ever came from my guides to take from their way. I do recall a dream I had of Kabir and his son and not sure if Camille was in the dream. Hence, I did write an email to him or them and do not recall a reply. I believe it was redirecting me towards the Mevlevi Order as at that time I was not ready for the initiation which came later in dream-initially.
I was to meet Shams e Tabrez personified in a female figure. She drove me to a place unlike any other conduit and prepared me for my life’s calling. In the process, I was ‘transformed’ into a Rumi Prototype (far from his reality yet symbolically) and then this year, I was to be initiated in person in Makkah on the 6th of Rabi 1 and the eve of the Dec 6th.
The Shams I met was my twin soul, my exact mirror. Yet, like Shams e Tabrez had to ‘leave’, the same is my story. She did what Shams did to Rumi and the rest is history. I am indebted to my mirror, a true Qalander. I know that the disappearance was only illusion as I was to reach a state of annihilation in love through her discipline that it brought me to one reality, there is no separation, only union. In this process, I composed multiple poems with no ‘background’ in poetry. She brought out the reality of my DNA if anything. Through her, I found my way and am aligned to my way which is to serve, serve, and serve. She alighted me, put me ablaze and gave me a sip from the Cup of Love. I am to do my work in sobriety through the state of drunkeness.

Your Doorstep

I shall sit by your door
Like an unworthy beggar
I shall remain at your doorstep
Forever and ever

I promise to remain silent
I shall utter not a word or gesture
I shall diffuse in your presence
I am in Love!
And you are the cause!
My only desire?
A glimpse of your face
I swear this love is Divine
Must I admit and proclaim to all;
this love I speak of is earthly.

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I seek the day where I shall meet once again, if not here, then by Mustafa’s Fountain!
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A River Named Love

There is a river named Love

Upon its banks lovers reside

S e p a r a t e d and United by Love

All in love.

Desiring union they yearn daily

This river is food and drink

Their Fountain of Eternal Life

Lovers must unite!

How shall we reach our beloved’s gate?

Frantic and mad they wail in haste:

This mighty river has split one heart!

Recalling Khidr’s auspicious advice;

One must take the leading plunge

The other shall mirror in unison

Never again to depart

Never again to say good bye

Together in this river they delight

United at last

Shackled by chains

Drifted by vicious currents

Into the Eternal Ocean of Love

Swim together upon the waves

Drink together the eternal drink

Drown together in eternal Love

Live together in eternal Light

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With respect,
Your Dost

The Women of Sufism Study Circle can be accessed here

One may register after reading the guidelines and join the virtual study circle which will give insights into the mystical dimension in Islam, also known as Sufism through a feminine lens.
I had registered this morning and look forward to studying the subject deeper.
HU

Guruma Anandmurti’s Commentary on Hu

The passage below by Guruma Anandmurti captured our attention, as it flawlessly explains the experience of Qudra Healing and a million other seekers who can relate to the effect of the perfect mirror, the twin soul, the Shams e Tabrez persona who becomes the means of breaking, rebirth and yearning for the Divine. Hence, we dedicate this post to the Shams e Tabrez personalities who can never be forgotten and unconditionally loved and have become the greatest teachers of Love for those who fell into their gaze.

The greatest teachers came without notice, taught without books the greatest lessons. Love was their language, grace was their method of delivery and they left without notice. They remain in our hearts, separate not from our being. Their tragic disappearance was only illusion. We are in essence One with whom we love. Thus we rephrase, this  ‘tragic disappearance’ was actually the greatest bounty leading to a process of total dissolving and realization that there exists only ONE in the realm of Love.

Introduction

This is a prescription of love which has been transcribed below for the benefit of all seekers. To maximize the benefit of this article, the following instructions are recommended on how to read this passage.

Instructions

  1. Sit in a comfortable place free of noise and distrubance
  2. Play Anandmurti’s  Hu video above
  3. While listening to the video above, read aloud the transcript below in unison with the video.
  4. Let the energy of your recital heal

Mawlana Jalaluddin Rumi says, “The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you, don’t go back to sleep. You must ask for what you really want, don’t go back to sleep. People are going back and forth across the door sill. The door is round and open, don’t go back to sleep. I would love to kiss you. The price of kissing is your life. Now my loving is running towards my life shouting, what a bargain, let’s buy it!”

One has to be a seeker, but before becoming a seeker one has to become a lover. You cannot become a lover if you have filled of worldly attachments. World is here in front of us, to give us experiential knowledge, understanding that it is a changeable transient entity. Laugh, sing, dance, make love, have children, create houses, money and power. And yet, in a moment death snatches everything and  leaves you shivering and shaking in fear and ultimately drowing in unconsciousness.

It is not possible to taste the Divine wine of love, if you haven’t met a Shaikh; a mystic. One must become a ney, a reed flute. Once has to become empty, hollow, then all the poetry and all the music will come through you. This Divine Love occupies heart and mind and then all universe seems as if its just  the Beloved peeping to us. From behind the sun, behind the stars and moon, flowers and trees, man and woman, children and old. Once this Divine Love makes its roots in the heart, person gets overwhelmed, drenched in this beautiful experience, where the mind goes into the zone of silence. The whole universe then exhibits the Divine dance of love One who has surrendered to the Lord is called a sufi. The sufi sings the Zikr, “La ilaha illalahu” There is no reality but God, there is only God. Zikr has three parts. The first is the denial of everything visible. Second is the explosion into the individual and the third part is the out breathing of Divine presence: HU. Sufi sings Hu; that which is, that which was and that which will be.

World becomes nothing more than an image stitched with gold thread in the tapestry, just the playful edition. Drunk in love, the lover calls out in longingness to the one that resides in the heart, but still seems so far. Nobody wishes a heaven if the price is death. Nobody wishes for immortality, if the cost is death. But this is what love is; death!  But from this arises the resurrection of new you, pure virgin, loveful and now the calls of the heart get answered. Until the ego is alive, there is no possibility of love to happen. When darkness of ego is blown away with longings, urgency, search of the truth, this becomes possible. For Jalaluddin Rumi, it happened when Shams e Tabrezi arrived and stole his heart and mind. And then the love occupied this vacuum. Once someone asked Shams, whose head was full of ideas and desires, he said, “tell me about Divine mystery.” Shams said, “I cannot tell you the mystery. I can tell this mystery only to •someone in whom I can see myself. This mystery I will tell only to myself. I don’t see myself in you. I see someone else.”

I cannot tell you the mystery. I can tell this mystery only to someone in whom I can see myself. This mystery I will tell only to myself. I don’t see myself in you. I see someone else.”

The mind has to be emptied of all attachments, greed, passion darkness. And for this, the teacher; the Shaikh has to hit lovefuly until the mind is shattered. The existence of the Beloved cannot be proven physically, nor it is  a fantasy. This presence at best has been given many many names in different cultures, yet the presence remains nameless. You may call it Allah, Bharaman, Reality, Truth or any other word. Because that is what best mind can try to do; give the name to the nameless. The Shaikh is a mirror, a reminder of that presence, understanding of this mystery comes through the Shaikh and it transforms all the energies of the seeker. Rumi said, “I have phrases and whole pages memorized, but nothing can be told of love. You must wait until you begin to live the love. Be patient. But only patient.”

The journey which begins from love towards God a moment comes in this journey when finally the union happens all boundaries get dissolved. Then this I is no more  different from that. As Al Hallaj Mansoor cried out, Anal Haqq-“I am That”(Truth) and then total emptiness. I is no more. So who will call whom? Just a vast emptiness. Which is best described by Sufis as “HU”  That which exists. Hu means that which was, and will be. No word can ever contain the infinitude presence once the consciousness arises after this volcanic experience. On asking,  what happened to you? Sufi says, HU.

Among many themes, this passage beautifully explains the mysteries of the Shems Rumi Phenomena, the role of a mystical teacher, the secret of death through love and the expulsion of the I for the one who seeks Hu. The above transcript can be taken as a mantra prescription for awakening the sleeping heart, mind and soul.

Gaze down now to view the reflection
A peek at the height of love’s perfection
I see Me
You see You
We see Him
How could this be?
As in reality we only see ONE imagery!
We’ve unlocked the key to our own Mystery
Our Unity
The Truth WE see
Not Blasphemy

(QH)

*The  reflection which Shams refers to was reserved for Mevlana Jalauddin Rumi. Likewise, Rumi’s reflection and mirror was Shams e Tabrez.

Twin Souls A Glimpse into Esoteric Islamic Traditions

This subject is the essence of our work, our breath and a source of fuel here at Qudra Healing. As a bi product of the Twin Soul Rumi Shems Phenomena, the subject remains a great mystery and through direct experiencing, we share inspired posts.

We will be sharing a series of posts, experiences and articles on the subject sporadically. Today, we share, the following, albeit brief, yet powerful.

Those who found 1 in the دوست merged with that Oneness all seek. The meeting place of Hz Shems and Mvl Rumi was and is the “place’ for this class of lovers who were ushered into the Ocean of 1. May we be accepted into the Divaan of Majma3al Bahrain-the fusion of the two seas. QH

Bismillah-B-I-S-M-I-L-L-A-H-Bismillah

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The time had come:

ONE- ONE- ONE

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Their meeting on earth;

the Heavens rejoiced:

The time has come!

The time has come for

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Do you recall?

That affinity, transparency

where two paired souls simply desired

to traverse to Divine all hyped and wired

as friends together in spirituality

in purity not profanity!

Please, declare this not a mere fantasy

a crime or a shadow of insanity

Let me remind all those who suspect:

Every great one had a friend

from prophets to all heavenly men

I declare that this was you to me

Dare to deny this with all your might?

delete this not from your holy sight

be not surprised if I knock tonight

Last night in plight

I beseeched Jilani:

“Ya Ghowsuna, La Tansaani

Ya Ghowsuna, La Tansaani

His reply,

“Express to Shems with poetic insanity”…QH

حدثنا الحسن قثنا أحمد بن المقدام العجلي قثنا الفضيل بن عياض قثنا ثور بن يزيد عن خالد بن معدان عن زاذان
عن سلمان قال سمعت حبيبي رسول الله صلى الله عليه و سلم يقول : كنت انا وعلي نورا بين يدي الله عز و جل قبل ان يخلق آدم بأربعة عشر ألف عام فلما خلق الله آدم قسم ذلك النور جزءين فجزء أنا وجزء علي عليه السلام

“Salman said: I heard Allah’s beloved Messenger state: Ali and I were a light between Allah’s hands fourteen thousand years prior the creation of Adam, and when Allah created Adam he divided that light into two parts, one part is me and the other part is Ali” 

This is the verbatim quotation of the tradition as recorded by Imam Ahmad ibn Hanbal in his Fadail, volume 2, p 663, Tradition #1130, from Abdur-Razzak, from Mu’amar, from al-Zuhri, from Khalid ibn Mu’dan, from Zadan, from Salman al-Farsi (ra).

Happy the moment when we, you and I sit in the place, with two forms and two figures but one soul,you and I. Mevlana Rumi