TEHRAN (FNA)– Iranians across the country, including Tehran, take part in ceremonies every night to mourn on the martyrdom anniversary of Imam Hossein (AS), the grandson of Prophet Mohammad (PBUH). [PHOTOS]
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When the stones begin to speak, with which ears will we hear? Will this be the first time that the stones speak? No! The stones spoke to the Holy Prophet Muhammad ( s.a.w ) in his lifetime. They offered ‘salaams’ to him. If we were there would we have heard? No! He was not hearing with these ears. It is when the heart has come alive, has faith in it and submits to the Supreme Authority of Allah , Most High, and not the supreme authority of the state, it is then that the heart can hear. So we know the stones are speaking now. This prophecy of Muhammad is being fulfilled now. The stones are speaking in the Holy Land. When stones begin to speak, no one can stop them from speaking. At the end of this a Muslim army will destroy the State of Israel; these are the words of the Holy Prophet Muhammad ( s.a.w ). Let us go back to the verse of Sura Hajj:
Allah , Most High, says to them [22nd Sura, Verse 46]:
Will they not travel through the earth?
So that perhaps, perchance, (by traveling through the earth) their dead hearts might come alive
So that when their hearts come alive they would be able to understand what the intellect, rationality and external observation could not understand. With a heart that comes alive, they will be able to hear what otherwise they could not hear.
Truly, its not these eyes which are blind
What is blind is the heart, which is inside the chest.
This is Islamic Spirituality. It has unfortunately been given a new term, coined by someone, sometime, somewhere. The term which was coined was Tasawwuf. I wish it had never been coined. My life and task would have been easier, because Tasawwuf and al-Ihsaan mean the same thing. Allah , Most High, delivered this word, al-Ihsaan to us, we should have stayed with this term.
The son of Mary, Jesus, hurries up a slope
as though a wild animal were chasing him.
Someone following him asks, “Where are you going?
No one is after you.” Jesus keeps on,
saying nothing, across two more fields, “Are you
the one who says words over a dead person,
so that he wakes up?” I am. “Did you not make
the clay birds fly?” Yes. “Who then
could possibly make you run like this?”
Jesus slows his pace.
I say the Great Name over the deaf and the blind,
they are healed. Over a stony mountainside,
and it tears its mantle down to the navel.
Over non-existence, it comes into existence.
But when I speak lovingly for hours, for days,
with those who take human warmth
and mock it, when I say the Name to them, nothing
happens. They remain rock, or turn to sand,
where no plants can grow. Other diseases are ways
for mercy to enter, but this non-responding
breeds violence and coldness towards God.
I am fleeing from that.
As little by little air steals water, so praise
dries up and evaporates with foolish people
who refuse to change. Like cold stone you it on
a cynic steals body heat. He doesn’t feel the sun.
(Jesus was not actually running away from people.
He was teaching in new way)
Coleman Barks translation
In truth everything and everyone
Is a shadow of the Beloved,
And our seeking is His seeking
And our words are His words…
We search for Him here and there,
…while looking right at Him.
Sitting by His side, we ask:
‘O Beloved, where is the Beloved?’