dizzy? no…


Posted by appa | Posted in Uncategorized | Posted on 11-08-2009

At the end he only pretends to fall. Maybe he was a Dervish Sufi long ago… The Whirling Dervishes are a sect of Islam taught to love everything.

This is a truly beautiful description – video embedding disabled so only a link:

a scene from a movie Rumi Turning Ecstatic

From Rumi, in wiki entry for Dervish

Water that’s poured inside will sink the boat

While water underneath keeps it afloat.

Driving wealth from his heart to keep it pure

King Solomon prefered the title ‘Poor’:

That sealed jar in the stormy sea out there

Floats on the waves because it’s full of air,

When you’ve the air of dervishood inside

You’ll float above the world and there abide…

Have enjoyed and still love countless stories about Naserudin – this was news to me that he was a Dervish Sufi as well… some of his stories…

Delivering a Khutba

Once, Nasreddin was invited to deliver a khutba(speech) which he really didn’t want to do. When he got on the minbar (pulpit), he asked, “Do you know what I am going to say?” The audience replied “NO”, so he announced, “I have no desire to speak to people who don’t even know what I will be talking about!” and he left.

The people felt embarrassed and called him back again the next day. This time, when he asked the same question, the people replied “YES”. So Nasreddin said, “Well, since you already know what I am going to say, I won’t waste any more of your time!” and he left.

Now the people were really perplexed. They decided to try one more time and once again invited the Mullah to speak the following week. Once again he asked the same question – “Do you know what I am going to say?” Now the people were prepared and so half of them answered “YES” while the other half replied “NO”. So Nasreddin said “The half who know what I am going to say, tell it to the other half,” and he left.

Two sides of a river

Nasreddin sat on a river bank when someone shouted to him from the opposite side:
– “Hey! how do I get to the other side?”
– “You are on the other side!” Nasreddin shouted back.

Whom do you trust

A neighbour comes to the gate of Mulla Nasreddin’s yard. The Mulla goes out to meet him outside.
“Would you mind, Mulla,” the neighbour asks, “lending me your donkey today? I have some goods to transport to the next town.”
The Mulla doesn’t feel inclined to lend out the animal to that particular man, however; so, not to seem rude, he answers:
“I’m sorry, but I’ve already lent him to somebody else.”
Suddenly the donkey can be heard braying loudly behind the wall of the yard.
“You lied to me, Mulla!” the neighbour exclaims. “There it is behind that wall!”
“What do you mean?” the Mulla replies indignantly. “Whom would you rather believe, a donkey or your Mulla?”

Taste the same

Children saw Hodja coming from the vineyard with 2 basketfuls of grapes on his donkey, gathered around him and asked him to give them some.
Hodja picked up a bunch of grapes, cut it up into pieces and gave each child a piece.
“You have so much, but you gave us so little,” the children complained.
“There is no difference whether you have a basketful or a small piece. They all taste the same,” Hodja remarked.

After years of struggling looks like all I need is just dancing shoes to my grave!

Suresh motivator Dance

photo details:  Sufi Dance performed by persons with Disabilities  on wheel chairs and crutches – photo by Suresh Gundappa

Comments (1)


And a nice explanatory comment…

The two from 1:17 through 1:58 are the most accurate; notice the footwork. The left foot (beneath the heart where God resides) makes only two strategic moves while propelled by the right which touches “earth” only once for each rotation. Beautiful. The left hand, palm upwards, receives from heaven and transfers the spiritual power through the heart to earth. It is mesmerizing when properly performed.

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