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10 Sufi Stories
Posted by Sofo
The wisdom of Sufism is unbounded. Sufi Masters have been using short stories to teach people important life
lessons. In just a few paragraphs, the Sufis are able to convey messages that others can hardly do in hundreds of
pages.
Here are some of my favorite Sufi stories:
The Fruit of Heaven
There was once a woman who had heard of the Fruit of Heaven. She
coveted it.
She asked a certain dervish, whom we shall call Sabar: ‘How can I find
this fruit, so that I may attain to immediate knowledge?’
‘You would best be advised to study with me’, said the dervish. ‘But if
you will not do so, you will have to travel resolutely and at times
restlessly throughout the world.’
She left him and sought another, Arif the Wise One, and then found
Hakim, the Sage, then Majzup the Mad, then Alim the Scientist, and
many more……
She passed thirty years in her search. Finally she came to a garden.
There stood the Tree of Heaven, and from its branches hung the bright Fruit of Heaven. Standing beside the Tree was
Sabar, the First Dervish.
‘Why did you no tell me when we first met that you were the Custodian of the Fruit of Heaven?’ she asked him.
‘Because you would not then have believed me. Besides, the Tree produces fruit only once in thirty years and thirty
days’.
Change the World
Bayazid, a Sufi mystic, has written in his autobiography, “When I was young I thought and I said to God, and in all my
prayers this was the base: ‘Give me energy so that I can change the whole world.’ Everybody looked wrong to me. I
was a revolutionary and I wanted to change the face of the earth.
“When I became a little more mature I started praying: ‘This seems to be too much. Life is going out of my hands–
almost half of my life is gone and I have not changed a single person, and the whole world is too much.’ So I said to
God, ‘My family will be enough. Let me change my family.’
“And when I became old,” says Bayazid, “I realized that even the family is too much, and who am I to change them?
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Then I realized that if I can change myself that will be enough, more than enough. I prayed to God, ‘Now I have come
to the right point. At least allow me to do this: I would like to change myself.’
“God replied, ‘Now there is no time left. This you should have asked in the beginning. Then there was a possibility.’”
The Sun and the Cave
One day the sun and a cave struck up a conversation. The sun had trouble understanding what “dark” and “dank”
meant and the cave didn’t quite get the hang of “light and clear” so they decided to change places. The cave went up
to the sun and said, “Ah, I see, this is beyond wonderful. Now come down and see where I have been living.” The sun
went down to the cave and said, “Gee, I don’t see any difference.”
The Dream
A visitor came to a Chishti pir. This visitor wanted to demonstrate his own knowledge of the Qur’an and intended to
overpower the Chishti pir in a debate. When he entered, the Chishti pir took the initiative however and mentioned
Yusuf and the dreams he has had according to the Qur’an. He then suddenly turned to his visitor and asked him if he
could tell him about a dream, so that the visitor may give his interpretation thereof. After receiving permission the
Sufi told that he has had a dream and both of them were in it. The Chishti pir then went on by describing the following
dream event: “I saw your hand immersed in a jar of honey, while my hand was immersed in the latrine”.
The visitor hastened to interpret: “It is quite obvious! You are immersed in wrong pursuits whereas I am leading a
righteous life”.
“But’, the Sufi said, “there is more to the dream”. The visitor asked him to continue. The Chishti pir then went on by
telling this: “You were licking my hand and I was licking yours”.
Identification is Misery
Junaid was going through the market-place of the town with his disciples. And it was his way to take any situation and
use it. A man was dragging his cow by a rope, and Junaid said ’Wait’ to the man, and told his disciples ’Surround this
man and the cow. I am going to teach you something.’
The man stopped – Junaid was a famous mystic – and he was also interested in what he was going to teach these
disciples and how he was going to use him and the cow. And Junaid asked his disciples ’I ask you one thing: who is
bound to whom? Is the cow bound to this man or is this man bound to this cow?’ Of course, the disciples said ’The cow
is bound to the man. The man is the master, he is holding the rope, the cow has to follow him wherever he goes. He is
the master and the cow is the slave.’
And Junaid said ’Now, see.’ He took out his scissors and cut the rope – and the cow escaped.
The man ran after the cow, and Junaid said ’Now look what is happening! Now you see who is the master; the cow is
not interested at all in this man – in fact, she is escaping.’ And the man was very angry, he said ’What kind of
experiment is this?’ But Junaid said to his disciples ’And this is the case with your mind.
All the nonsense that you are carrying inside is not interested in you. You are interested in it, you are
keeping it together somehow – you are becoming mad in keeping it together somehow. But you are
interested IN it. The moment you lose interest, the moment you understand the futility of it, it will start
disappearing; like the cow it will escape.’
The Path Towards God is Inwards
A man has purchased a cow, and he was not accustomed to dealing with cows. So he was trying to drag the cow along
holding the cow’s horns, and the cow was very resistant – obviously, this man was new. She wanted to go to her home,
she wanted to go to her old owner.
A Sufi mystic was watching. He said to the man, ”It seems you are very new; you don’t know how to deal with cows.
This is not the right way.”
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The man said, ”What should I do, because I am not that strong. The cow is stronger; she is dragging me with her.”
The mystic gave him some beautiful green grass, and told him, ”Leave her horns. You take this grass and just move
ahead of her. Keep the grass very close, but don’t allow her to eat it. As she moves towards the grass, you go on
moving towards your home.” And it worked.
The cow came because the grass was so close and so green and so fresh. She forgot all about the owner; the
immediate problem was how to get this grass. And it is so close, just hanging in front of your eyes. But the man went
on moving slowly, the distance between the cow and the grass remained the same. And she entered into the house of
the new owner, and he closed the door.
Religions have been hanging carrots in front of you. Those hopes are never fulfilled, they are hopeless,
those promises are empty.
There is No Goal
There is a story told by Sufis about a man who read that certain dervishes, on the orders of their Master, never
touched meat and did not smoke. Since this tends to fit in with certain well-established beliefs, especially in the West,
this man made his way to the ZAWIA — assembly place — of the illuminated ones, to sit at their feet. They were all
over ninety years old.
Sure enough, there they were, not a spot of nicotine or shred of animal protein among them, and our hero gasped with
delight as he sat drinking in the unpolluted air and tasting the bean-curd soup which they provided. He hoped that he
would at least live to a hundred.
Suddenly one of them whispered, “Here comes the great Master!” And all stood up as the venerable sage came in.
He smiled benignly and went into the house, heading for his quarters. He did not look a day over fifty.
“How old is he, and what does he eat?” asked the enraptured visitor.
“He is one hundred and fifty years old, and I don’t suppose any of us will reach that venerable age and station,”
wheezed one of the ancients. “But, of course, he is allowed twenty cigars and three steaks a day, since he is now
beyond being affected by frivolities and temptations!”
A Heap of Skulls
There is a story about Bayazid, a Sufi mystic. He was passing through a cemetery and he came upon a heap of skulls.
Out of curiosity he took one skull. He had always been of the thought that all skulls are almost the same, but they
were not the same. There were a few skulls whose ears were joined together; there was a passage. There were a few
skulls whose ears were not joined together; there was a barrier between the two. There were a few skulls both of
whose ears were joined to the heart but not joined together; there was a passage running to the heart.
He was very surprised. He prayed and asked God, “What is the matter? What are you trying to reveal to me?” And it
is said that he heard a voice. God said, “There are three types of people: one, who hear through one ear; it never
reaches anywhere — in fact they don’t hear, just the sound vibrates and disappears. There is another type, who hear,
but only momentarily — they hear through one ear, and through the other ear it is lost into the world again. There are
a few souls, of course, who hear through the ears and it reaches to the heart.”
And God said, “Bayazid, I have brought you to this heap of skulls just to help you remember it when you are talking to
people. Talk only to those who take whatsoever you say to their hearts — otherwise don’t waste your energy, and
don’t waste your time. Your life is precious: you have a message to deliver.”
One day I also understood — not by going to a cemetery and coming across a heap, but by looking into alive people.
There are three types; Bayazid is right. The story may be true or not; that is irrelevant. I looked into thousands of
people, and I found that only a very few are there who will take the seed to the heart, who will become soil to it, who
will absorb it. And others are just curiosity-mongers, just entertaining themselves. Maybe the entertainment isreligious, but it is meaningless .
So here I don’t exist for the masses. Let it be known once and forever: I am not interested in the crowd, I am
interested only in individuals. And you have to show your mettle.
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The Banquet
A poor man dressed in rags came to the palace to attend the banquet. Out of courtesy he was admitted but, because of
his tattered clothing, he was seated at the very end of the banquet table. By the time the platters arrived at his seat,
there was no food left on them.
So he left the banquet, returning several hours later dressed in robes and jewels he had borrowed from a wealthy
friend. This time he was brought immediately to the head of the table and, with great ceremony, food was brought to
his seat first.
“Oh, what delicious food I see being served upon my plate.” He rubbed one spoonful into his clothes for every one he
ate.
A nobleman beside him, grimacing at the mess, inquired, “Sir, why are you rubbing food into your fine clothes?”
“Oh,” he replied with a chuckle, “Pardon me if my robes now look the worst. But it was these clothes that brought me
all this food. It’s only fair that they be fed first!”
We Are Already God
Rabiya, a great Sufi mystic, was passing…. It was the street she used to pass every day on her way to themarketplace, because in the marketplace she would go every day and shout the truth that she had attained. And for
many days she had been watching a mystic, a well-known mystic, Hassan, sitting before the door of the mosque and
praying to God, “God, open the door! Please open the door! Let me in!”
Rabiya could not tolerate it that day. Hassan was crying, tears were rolling down, and he was shouting again and
again, “Open the door! Let me in! Why don’t you listen? Why don’t you hear my prayers?”
Every day she had laughed, whenever she had heard Hassan she had laughed, but it was too much today. Tears…and
Hassan was really crying, weeping, crying his heart out. She went, she shook Hassan, and said, “Stop all this
nonsense! The door is open — in fact you are already in!”
Hassan looked at Rabiya, and that moment became a moment of revelation. Looking into the eyes of Rabiya, he
bowed down, touched her feet, and said, “You came in time; otherwise I would have called my whole life! For years I
have been doing this — where have you been before? And I know you pass this street every day. You must have seen
me crying, praying.”
Rabiya said, “Yes, but truth can only be said at a certain moment, in a certain space, in a certain context. I was
waiting for the right, ripe moment. Today it has arrived; hence I came close to you. Yesterday if I had told you, you
would have felt irritated; you may have even become angry. You may have reacted antagonistically; you may have
told me, ‘You have disturbed my prayer!’ — and it is not right to disturb anybody’s prayer.”
Even the king is not allowed to disturb the prayer of a beggar. Even if a criminal, a murderer, is praying in
Mohammedan countries, the police have to wait till he finishes his prayer, only then can he be caught. Prayer shouldnot be disturbed.
Rabiya said, “I had wanted to tell you this, that ‘Hassan, don’t be a fool, the door is open — in fact, you are already
in!’ But I had to wait for the right moment.
Sources:
1. Unknown
2. Hsin Hsin Ming: The Book of Nothing , by Osho
3. Unknown
4. Unknown
5. The Sun Rises in the Evening, by Osho
6. God is Dead, Now Zen is the Only Living Truth, by Osho
7. Be Still and Know, by Osho
8. The Discipline of Transcendence, Vol. 4, by Osho
9. Unknown
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