Consider the difference
in
our actions and God's actions.
We often ask, "Why did you do that?"
or "Why did I act like that?"
We do act, and yet everything we do
is God's creative action.
We look back and analyse the
events
of our lives, but there is
another way
of seeing, a
backward-and-forward-at-once
vision, that is not rationally understandable.
Only God can understand it.
Satan made the excuse, "You caused me to
fall,
whereas Adam said to God,
"We did this
to ourselves." After
this repentance,
God asked Adam,
"Since all is within
my
foreknowledge, why didn't you
defend yourself with that reason?"
Adam answered, "I was afraid,
and I wanted to be reverent."
Whoever acts with respect will get respect.
Whoever brings sweetness will be served
almond cake.
Good women are drawn
to be with good men.
Honour
your friend.
Or treat him
rudely,
and see what
happens!
Love, tell an
incident now
that will clarify
this mystery
of how we act
freely, and are yet
compelled.
One hand shakes with palsy.
Another shakes because you slapped it away.
Both tremblings come from God,
but you feel guilty for the one,
and what about the other?
These are intellectual questions.
The spirit approaches the matter
differently. Omar once had a friend, a
scientist,
Bu'l-Hakam, who was
flawless at solving
empirical
problems, but he could not follow Omar
into the area of illumination and wonder.
Now I return to the text, "And He is with
you,
wherever you are," but when
have I ever left it!
Ignorance is God's prison
Knowing is God's palace.
We sleep in God's unconsciousness.
We wake in God's open hand.
We weep God's rain.
We laugh God's lightning.
Fighting and peacefulness
both take place within God.
Who are we then
in this complicated world-tangle,
that is really just the single, straight
line down at the beginning of
ALLAH?
Nothing.
We are
emptiness.
----
When you are with
everyone but me,
you're with no one.
When
you are with no one but me,
you're with everyone.
Instead of being so bound up with everyone,
be everyone.
When you become that many, you're
nothing.
Empty.
-- Jalaluddin Rumi
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