No matter how you look at it, the real dance of life is always a solo performance.
With this wisdom, let go of giving your power away to friends or partners or authority figures or conventional thinking.
Instead search your heart and soul and inner wisdom for what is true. And in that process you will empower yourself.
Sufis, in order to awaken in man that emotional nature which is generally asleep, have a rhythmic practice which sets the whole mechanism of body and mind in rhythm.
All labour and toil, however hard and difficult, is made easy by the power of rhythm in some way or other. This idea opens to the thinker a still deeper scope for the study of life. Rhythm in every guise, be it called game, play, amusement, poetry, music or dance, is the very nature of man’s whole constitution. When the entire mechanism of his body is working in a rhythm, the beat of the pulse, of the heart, of the head, the circulation of the blood, hunger and thirst - all show rhythm, and it is the breaking of rhythm that is called disease.
Rhythm plays a most important part not only in the body, but in the mind also. The change from joy to sorrow, the rise and fall of thoughts, and the whole working of the mind show rhythm, and all confusion and despair seem to be accounted for by the lack of rhythm in mind.
In ancient times healers in the East, and especially those in India, when healing a patient of any complaint of a psychological character known either as an obsession or an effect of magic, excited the emotional nature of the patient by the emphatic rhythm of their drum and song, at the same time making the patient swing his head up and down in time to the music.
A keen observation shows that the whole universe is a single mechanism working by the law of rhythm; the rise and fall of the waves, the ebb and flow of the tide, the waxing and waning of the moon, the sunrise and the sunset, the change of the seasons, the moving of the earth and of the planets - the whole cosmic system and the constitution of the entire universe are working under the law of rhythm.
Source: Hazrat Inayat Khan
The mountain is a source of great strength and wisdom. While walking I stumbled upon random yellow flowers growing out of the rocks. It reminded me of a saying on courage. The rocks are like the rigidity of one’s mind that clings to the past, not interested in change and boasts of their all knowing. In the midst of them emerges a flower that posses the courage to challenge that rigidity.
Reminding us that ”home” is not a physical place in the outside world, but within ourself. That Allah is our place of origin and where we will return.
Recently a wise man said to me, “No matter where you are the questions will come. Where are you from? Whether you’re in Lebanon or Jordan. But the key to the dance is never let them know that you know. It’s for you. In their cleverness they will enjoy. So let them. As long as you fear Allah and know where you come from and where you are going and never lose sight. Then you will remain like the flower.”
Be like the fool who keeps on trusting. Even when the world deceives, ridicules, cheats or takes advantage of you, let them.
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