Jesus was lost in his love for God. Zikr Allah, April 27,2019, 7:30pm

 

Be a connoisseur, and taste with caution

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God has given us a dark wine so potent that,
drinking it, we leave the two worlds.

God has put into the form of hashish a power
to deliver the taster from self-consciousness.

God has made sleep so
that it erases every thought.

God made Majnun love Layla so much that
just her dog would cause confusion in him.

There are thousands of wines
that can take over our minds.

Don't think all ecstasies
are the same!

Jesus was lost in his love for God.
His donkey was drunk with barley.

Drink from the presence of saints,
not from those other jars.

Every object, every being,
is a jar full of delight.

Be a connoisseur,
and taste with caution.

Any wine will get you high.
Judge like a king, and choose the purest,

the ones unadulterated with fear,
or some urgency about "what's needed."

Drink the wine that moves you
as a camel moves when it's been untied,
and is just ambling about.

-- Mathnawi IV, 2683-96
Version by Coleman Barks
"The Essential Rumi"
Castle Books, 1997

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Zikr Allah

Join the Columbus Sufi Circle,
Saturday, April 27, 7:30 pm, 
1000 Urlin Ave. 1809, Grandview Heights OH 43212
Everybody is welcome, we will sing, chant, read poetry, eat sweets.

Contact Hilal at 614-446-3337 or hilal1001@sbcglobal.net

No zikr this month, but a blessing.

Beannacht

("Blessing")

On the day when

the weight deadens

on your shoulders

and you stumble,

may the clay dance

to balance you.

And when your eyes

freeze behind

the grey window

and the ghost of loss

gets in to you,

may a flock of colours,

indigo, red, green,

and azure blue

come to awaken in you

a meadow of delight.

When the canvas frays

in the currach of thought

and a stain of ocean

blackens beneath you,

may there come across the waters

a path of yellow moonlight

to bring you safely home.

May the nourishment of the earth be yours,

may the clarity of light be yours,

may the fluency of the ocean be yours,

may the protection of the ancestors be yours.

And so may a slow

wind work these words

of love around you,

an invisible cloak

to mind your life.

~ John O 'Donohue
Echoes of Memory

Published January 1st 1997 by Dufour Editions

  (first published 1994)

Zikr, 2/23/2019, 7:00 pm, One watches the gathering, and says to any cold onlookers, this dance is the joy of existence..

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My love wanders the rooms, melodious,
flute-notes, plucked wires,
full of wine the Magi drank
on the way to Bethlehem.
We are three. The moon comes
from its quiet corner, puts a pitcher of water
down in the center. The circle
of surface flames.
One of us kneels to kiss the threshold.
One drinks, with wine-flames playing over his face.
One watches the gathering,
and says to any cold onlookers,
This dance is the joy of existence.
-- Version by Coleman Barks
"We Are Three"
Maypop, 1987
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Please join the Columbus Sufi Circle

February 23, 2019. 7:00 pm

Zikr, Sohbet, Sweets and Tea

Zawiyya al Mu'min

1000 Urlin Ave, #1809

Grandview Heights OH  43212

Call Hilal at 614-446-3337 or email hilal1001@sbcglobal.net

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