A Hiddin Treasure
One of the fortunate few, you have found your way to the door of the Dervish; you knock on the door and ask for the treasure box of life and it is freely given.
But the dervish tells you it is hidden, only you don't hear her, you don't think it is hidden because you are dazzled by the allure of the box itself.
Happily, you display your beautiful treasure box in prominent places for all to see. People notice and ask you about it and you proudly talk about how you obtained it.
In time, because you don't feel much different from when the dervish gave you the treasure box, it begins to dawn on you that there must be more, that the box itself is not the treasure.
You pine and lament, wishing for more treasure. You become full of desire for more of life's hidden treasure. Your desire creates a longing, and that longing draws you closer, until you see signs of the hidden treasure. For awhile you think the signs are the treasure and become satisfied, but the hypnosis of your longing, and mistaking them for the treasure become another veil.
Now desperate, you recall the what she told you about how to dissolve the veils, but you just can't believe that something so simple, so ordinary could work, so you make a thousand excuses not to do what must be done.
But every once in awhile you do what the dervish said, and every time it works revealing some of the real treasure of life which.
But every once in awhile you do what the dervish said, and every time it works revealing some of the real treasure of life which.
What did the dervish tell you to do? To Remember and Surrender!
Buddha said: There is a place you can’t find by going anywhere.
Hazrat Inayat Khan Said:
Whose hand may lift thy veil beloved? Only the hand of
the lover.
And what is revealed? Thy true self.
By what action can such a veil lifted? No action but
surrender.
When once this revelation occurs, what mystery then is
left of love? The mystery of Union.
How do you remember and surrender? By spiritual practice.
What is spiritual practice? If you don't know, ask the Dervish, listen carefully and then do what you are told.
The
breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you.
Don't go back to sleep.
You must ask for what you really want.
Don't go back to sleep.
The Dervish goes back and forth across the doorsill
where the two worlds touch.
The door is round and open.
Don't go back to sleep.
The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you.
You must ask for what you really want.
The Dervish goes back and forth across the doorsill
The door is round and open.
