Ocean without Shores

Forget your life. Say  God is Great . Get up. You think you know what time it is. It’s time to pray. You’ve carved so many little figurines, too many. Don’t knock on any random door like a beggar. Reach your long hand out to another door, beyond where you go on the street, the street where everyone says, “How are you?” and no one says  How aren’t you? Tomorrow you’ll see what you’ve broken and torn tonight thrashing in the dark. Inside you there’s an artist you don’t know about. He’s not interested in how different things look in moonlight. If you are here unfaithfully with us, you’re causing terrible damage. If you’ve opened your loving to God’s love you’re helping people you don’t know and have never seen. Is what I say true? Say yes quickly, if you know, you’ve known it from the beginning of the universe. Regards, Yashal Jalil

There is a beautiful story about God and music. Apparently, God became very unhappy with the earthlings because of strife, wars and general anarchy in the world. He came to earth and told earthlings that He will destroy them. However, God wanted to give earthlings a chance so He asked them to give a single reason why they should not be destroyed. "We have produced great beings like Mohammed, Christ, Buddha etc. who have given us great teachings", said earthlings. God retorted that maximum number of human killings have taken place in the name of religion. Earthlings then recounted the great technological inventions that mankind has produced to which God replied that there are still some 3 billion people living in tremendous hardship and poverty despite these inventions. The reasoning and response of God stumped the earthlings. Then somebody said, "we have produced great music". "Let us hear it", God replied. The world music including Indian ragas, Bach,...

Lord, said David, since you do not need us, why did you create these two worlds? Reality replied: O prisoner of time, I was a secret treasure of kindness and generosity, and I wished this treasure to be known, so I created a mirror: its shining face, the heart; its darkened back, the world; The back would please you if you've never seen the face. Has anyone ever produced a mirror out of mud and straw? Yet clean away the mud and straw, and a mirror might be revealed. Until the juice ferments a while in the cask, it isn't wine. If you wish your heart to be bright, you must do a little work. My King addressed the soul of my flesh: You return just as you left. Where are the traces of my gifts? We know that alchemy transforms copper into gold. This Sun doesn't want a crown or robe from God's grace. He is a hat to a hundred bald men, a covering for ten who were naked. Jesus sat humbly on the back of an ass, my child! How could a zephyr ride an ass? Spirit, find your way, i...

" Nothing new can come into your life unless  you are grateful for what you already have " Gratitude.....have you ever heard of this word? If no then let me tell you what it actually means: its a state of being grateful, but if you already know about it then have you ever thought about implementing it in your life? Have you ever seen that young boy selling hot eggs on the streets in extreme winters or that little girl finding children of her age, not to play with them, but to sell them the balloons?? Have you observed that old mother rushing towards every car to find some money so that she can buy something for her kids to eat?? Have you ever noticed that old man selling vegetables but have nothing to give his family?? Yes, we see such people everyday but have but have we ever thought about their problems... No! because we never get time from our problems so big that we are always ready to blame God for them. Many of us are always ready to paint the situation i...

When the world sleeps, I wake up because for me every single second of night is a blessing. My dad once said that:      " The silence of the night and the breeze at dawn  have secrets to tell.  You must ask for what you really want.  Don't go back to sleep. '' And this is what I believe too. These moments have a different kind of peace in them which only the seekers cam seek.  I'm not one of those pious types who spend their whole lives hunched on prayer rugs while their eyes and hearts remain closed to the outside world. They read the Quran in the budding flowers and migrating birds. I read the breathing Quran secreted in human beings. Because every man is an open book, each and everyone of us a walking Quran. The quest for God is ingrained in the hearts of all, be it a prostitute or a saint. Love exists within each one of us from the moment we are born and waits to be discovered from then on. God doesn't need our prayers nor He demands...

The alchemist picked up a book that someone in the caravan had bought. Leafing through the pages, he found a story about Narcissus. The alchemist knew the legend of Narcissus, a youth who knelt daily beside a lake to contemplate his own beauty. He was so fascinated by himself that, one morning, he fell into the lake and drowned. At the spot where he fell, a flower was born, which was called the narcissus. But this was not how the author of the book ended the story. He said that when Narcissus died, the goddesses of the forest appeared and found the lake, which had been fresh water, transformed into a lake of salty tears. '' Why do you weep? '' the goddesses asked. '' I weep for Narcissus '', the lake replied. '' Ah, it is no surprise that you weep for Narcissus'', they said , ''for though we always pursued him in the forest, you alone could contemplate his beauty close at hand.'' '' But.....was Narcissus be...

Last time I left you all with a simple but interesting and important question that what you really want God to say about you.....I got many answers, some in the comment box, other through email and my twitter account. Everyone, I mean every single person wants to hear God saying that He pardoned them. That's quite a good answer but no one actually said that they want to hear Him saying that He loves them and they really matter....... There's no wisdom without Love. No Love without freedom, And no freedom unless we dare to walk away from what we have become.        Many desire to see their names in print,      Many read nothing but the race report,                  Much is your reading but not the word of God,                     Much is your building but not the House of God. But one answer really persuaded me to think......One of my friend f...