I Am, I Am Not:: Journey To Self Discovery by Nur
I Am, I Am Not:: Journey To Self Discovery by Nur
I Am, I Am Not:: Journey To Self Discovery by Nur
I AM monarch of all I survey; My right there is none to dispute;1 I obey no law, but mine2 I am what I have, I am what I possess I make my destiny, I build my world. This is my life, I run the way I like. I am the core of my being My universe runs with my command
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I am worried that someone will steal my wealth. I complain, compare, criticise whenever I can I condemn and show my contempt who ever I find I enjoy inciting wars amongst friends I get pleasure in pain of my enemies I trust no one but me, so everyone is my enemy. I judge every one with my ideals, I want everyone to follow me. I am always right, so I keep debating, I have to win in all my arguments. I feel jealous if my friend by a car more precious than me I am always possessed by my lust for name, fame and wealth I snatch the God's pride . I have fear. I have fear of poverty, criticism, illhealth, old age. I have the fear of losing my loved ones I fear death. I realized my heart is sick. So started to look for a green stick, In order for a cure of heart, erasing the glitch Like a new born sweetie, an unstained core. Travelled seven seas, anchored in many harbours. Found no arbours, no mithridate to cure my heart. By mercy of God, I landed in the heartland of Hazarat Inayat Khan, Spend many months in the sohbet of seekers, Murshid blessed me in the dream. Guided was I, to the Pilgrimage to the self. Inspired to understand, blackstone in Kaaba to be the symbol of black spot in physical heart3. Over the years, Through many of my actions displeasing to God, I placed black spots in my heart, blinded hearts eye, I was guided to start cleansing of my heart. Guided to the verse remember God - standing
and sitting and lying down4; in the constant
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I made myself from one, two, three trillions of cells I made my heart, my limbs, my eyes, my bones. I grew a beautiful pair of lenses to make my eyes. I see through them, I enjoy colourful flowers. I am the danceinsane rhythm I dance on, with my own beat ... I do whatever my mind wants whenever.. It is none, but me, I salute . I am the ego; I love my egoself. I wanted to possess the earth and I got it I stockpiled the jewels of earth And I snatched them all from whomever I could Seldom I am quiet Seldom restless and wild, I am the bloodyouth I am the invincible power of this universe . I love showing off my glory, my greatness, I love to boast and brag. I love to tell my stories, only mine I have no time to hear anyone else My cup is always full. I love my body, I love the make ups I am my own idol, I only worship me. I love TV, media, facebook, twitter I love gossips, blogs, and chatrooms I spend all day writing my view points I enjoy my world, my views. But alas! I am not happy. I feel empty all the time. I have no peace. I cannot sleep in the night.
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I realized, I am not the EGO which Edges God Out6. I am at the centre, not at the edge of my being. I felt, this is a journey from the periphery of my being to the centre, Towards my Heart a horizontal journey, Then a vertical journey, from my Heart to God. Now as I reached the centre, I find, I do not exist there anymore. I am not my name, not my body, not my profession. I exist because Allahs Mercy encompasses everything7, I exist because Allah exists, Everything perishes except His face.8 La Mawjuda ElalAllah, nothing exists except Allah He manifests Himself everyday in an every way9 On the journey, I met Rose I asked her, your root vein flow through the earth How do you make so beautiful colours and fragrance? Rose tree said, I am the instruction of God exactly same way, you are the instruction of God10 I spread my arteries and veins between sand particles of the mother earth Collect minerals, then use the light of the sun, waves of the air, and the all pervading life in space, then I make the scent and colours for my petals. Then Rose told me, You are a walking earth, You have red rivers flowing inside you through seven seas and five continents in you, You eat earthly minerals from grains, fruits and vegetables, But how do you make thoughts, voices, words and languages from nothing? You are a mystery to me, the way I am to you. Finally, I came to the centre and found, I am not the one, but in the One
Not the whole, but in the Whole, In the archetype of Gabriel, ArruhalQuddus11(the Holy Spirit). I am not the puzzle, but a piece in the puzzle of the Universe, I make the puzzle complete, Without me, puzzle remains undone. I am not the Pole, I am compass, I aligned to Kaba The axis from Earth aligned to the Universe. I am not what you see; I am what you do not see.12 I am not a human being having spiritual experience, But a spiritual being having human experience13 At the centre, I lose myself, I exist no more. But I can morph into anything. I can become nothing and everything. I can shrink to dust; I can turn into tree, I feel the way tree feels, spread the roots into the earth, feed the body I think of the rabbit, and become the rabbit, Feel its whiskas, chew the grass, I can think of bird, and become the bird, Feel lighter and fly in the sky, Eat the insects and feel how it keeps itself alive I no longer remain myself, I become anything and everything on the earth. I am in the Zen garden, Full of Sun, Moon and Stars with An Universe of all pervading life I am amazed; I got a place in that garden. The invisible divine energy, that flows through everything, the power In the infinite time and space, That causes tidal waves, cause motion of Universe I feel the PULL of that wave, in the pulses of my artery and vein14. Journeying through the self, I find I am not the art, but the dot which makes the art, I am not the music, but one of the many notes which make the music, I am not the earth, but the speck of dust that makes the earth, I am not the candle or its wick, but the flame that brings the light,
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