sufism

She was an elderly lady, blind for several years, dignified, humble, kind, with a reverence for the world, a joy for life and a deep respect for others.....she was a sufi, and the descendant of a long chain of sufis.....

I asked her: "what is sufism?"
And she answered: "Sufism is union"....
I did not asked "union with what?"...as in that moment I knew clearly, and at the same time hazily, what she meant......


A beautiful scene of a beautiful film, Bab´Aziz, a sufi story......





Rumi's poetry is essentially about tawhid – union with his beloved (the primal root) from which/whom he has been cut off and become aloof – and his longing and desire to come back to it.

THE WORM'S WAKING

This is how a human can change:
there's a worm addicted to eating
grape leaves.

Suddenly, he wakes up,
call it grace,whatever,
something wakes him,
and he's no longer a worm.

He's the entire vineyard,
and the orchard too, the fruit, the trunks,
a growing wisdom and joy
that doesn't need
to devour.

Rumi