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  • Life belongs to those who can play

    There is an old Sufi fable. In a very ancient family, there was some musical organ, but people had completely forgotten how to play it. Generations came and people even forgot that…

  • One life, many masters

    One of the great Sufi Masters, Junnaid, was dying. His chief disciple came close to him and asked softly, ″Master, you are leaving us. One question has always been in our minds. …

  • We are already God

    Rabiya, a great Sufi mystic, was passing…. It was the street she used to pass every day on her way to the marketplace, because in the marketplace she would go every day…

  • A heap of skulls

    This is a story about Bayazid, a Sufi mystic.  Once, he was passing through a cemetery and he came upon a heap of skulls. Out of curiosity he took one skull. He…

  • Identification is misery

    Junaid was going through the market-place of the town with his disciples. And it was his way to take any situation and use it. A man was dragging his cow by a…

  • Change the world

    Bayazid, a Sufi mystic, has written in his autobiography, “When I was young, I thought and I said to God, and in all my prayers this was the base: ‘Give me energy…

  • Scissors or needle?

    It is reported in the life of a great Sufi mystic, Farid, that once a king came to see him. He brought a present for him: a beautiful pair of scissors, golden,…

  • Bundle of miseries

    A man used to call God every night with the same prayer. Again and again he would ask, “Do me one favour, just one favour — and I have been asking my…