In the Company of Friends: Dreamwork Within a Sufi GroupThe Golden Sufi Center, 8 sie 1994 - 191 A spiritual group forms a sacred and protected space where energy can flow from the inner to the outer world. Weaving together dreams and spiritual stories, In the Company of Friends explores the dynamics of a spiritual group, how it functions as both a protective space and a container for transformative energy. In particular this book looks at the difficulties encountered by a seeker living in the Western world, whose material-oriented values are often antagonistic to the inner journey, while at the same time exploring how spiritual groups are the sacred spaces of the future. “...fascinating... extends the wisdom and love-doctrine of Sufism into the wider context of contemporary society.” —Sufi Magazine “...wise, rich, deeply moving and significant. An essential book.” —Andrew Harvey, author Hidden Journey |
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Strona 150 - My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away. For, lo, the winter is past, The rain is over and gone ; The flowers appear on the earth ; The time of the singing of birds is come, And the voice of the turtle is heard in our land ; The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, And the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
Strona 150 - He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me was love. Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples; for I am sick of love.
Strona 96 - Give not that which is holy unto the dogs, neither cast ye your pearls before swine, lest they trample them under their feet, and turn .again and rend you.
Strona 144 - O the mind, mind has mountains; cliffs of fall Frightful, sheer, no-man-fathomed. Hold them cheap May who ne'er hung there. Nor does long our small Durance deal with that steep or deep. Here! creep, Wretch, under a comfort serves in a whirlwind: all Life death does end and each day dies with sleep.
Strona 115 - TURNING and turning in the widening gyre The falcon cannot hear the falconer; Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold; Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world, The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere The ceremony of innocence is drowned; The best lack all conviction, while the worst Are full of passionate intensity.
Strona 80 - What are the roots that clutch, what branches grow Out of this stony rubbish ? Son of man, You cannot say, or guess, for you know only A heap of broken images, where the sun beats, And the dead tree gives no shelter, the cricket no relief, And the dry stone no sound of water.
Strona 135 - I am he whom I love, and he whom I love is I: We are two spirits dwelling in one body. If thou seest me, thou seest him, And if thou seest him, thou seest us both."* 1 Nicholson, Myslics of Islam, pp.
Strona 116 - As kingfishers catch fire, dragonflies draw flame; As tumbled over rim in roundy wells Stones ring; like each tucked string tells, each hung bell's Bow swung finds tongue to fling out broad its name; Each mortal thing does one thing and the same: Deals out that being indoors each one dwells; Selves — goes itself; myself it speaks and spells; Crying What I do is me: for that I came.
Strona 82 - Thirty spokes share the wheel's hub; It is the center hole that makes it useful. Shape clay into a vessel; It is the space within that makes it useful. Cut doors and windows for a room; It is the holes which make it useful. Therefore profit comes from what is there; Usefulness from what is not there.
Strona 100 - Love one another, but make not a bond of love: Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls. Fill each other's cup but drink not from one cup. Give one another of your bread but eat not from the same loaf. Sing and dance together and be joyous, but let each one of you be alone, Even as the strings of a lute are alone though they quiver...