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Bulleh Shah, the mystic poet

Bulleh Shah is a poet Sufi eighteenth century (1680-1757 or 58) which is very popular in Pakistan. August 26, we celebrate the anniversary of the famous Sufi poet.
He was born in an area formerly called the Punjab which now belongs to Pakistan. This poet of Punjabi language written in "kafi" poems, the first and / or the second to form a chorus, this style is often used for the words of qawwalis. The word "kafi" comes from the Arabic word "kafa" which means "group".


Two of his poems, incredibly powerful, despite or because of their brevity:

If we could find the Divine through the ablutions,
frogs and fish would have surely discovered first
If Divine was hidden in the jungles,
The animals would have already found long
Oh Bulleh, the Divine is attained by those who have a pure heart and sincere .


These images actually represent the customary acts of pious men: Muslims make ablutions for purification and Hindus who believe that meditation and a hermit in the jungle is the only way to find God. For Bulleh Shah, the place does not matter is the nature of the heart that purifies someone he lives in town or not, he should follow or not spiritual rites accurate or not.

Look within yourself

You looked so
And read thousands of books.
Have you read one day in yourself?
You went to the mosque and the temple.
Have you ever visited your soul?
You are very busy fighting Satan.
Have you ever fought your evil intentions?
You have reached the heavens,
But you failed to achieve
What lies in your heart.

For Bulleh Shah, God resides in the heart, in the Self and should not be sought elsewhere, even if we can reach the summits, it is still not the ultimate goal.

Book: Bulleh Shah, by JR Puri and TR Shangari,
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Eid el Kebir



Eid means "celebration".

We do not fast the day of Eid because it is a day trading and we should rejoice. We wish wishes, regardless of the form: "Allahu Taqabbal minn minkum wa" (Allah accept our good deeds and yours).

It is his finest clothes on the day of Eid, even for prayer.


It is to rethink Ibrahim / Abraham did not hesitate to choose to sacrifice his son Ishmael to show his submission to God, the sheep is slaughtered. Abraham, the first Muslim, the Messenger of God, a model for all. As God has spared his son, it commemorates all this good news with a party organized around a family meal.

short it is a moment of exuberance that should not hide the misery of the poor: it is also that day generous.

Happy Holidays to all by the year 2010/1431

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kalam sings Kabir



The interpreter Buhlle kalam baba Shah Kabir sings.
Kabir Kabira or (Hindi: कबीर, Punjabi: ਕਬੀਰ, Urdu: کبير) was a mystic poet regarded as a great saint in India (1440-1518? His writings strongly influenced the movement "Bhakti"
The name of Kabir comes from the Arabic "Al-Kabeer" which means "The Great" is the 37th name of Allah in the Koran.
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A prayer time Mary

The story of a prayer ...

In AD 40, Mary the Pure, Immaculate, the Source of Life, criss-crossed the world. What she had built in so little time with the help of angels and his son Jesus, no other incarnation could not do it. But after 40 years of wandering to carry the message of forgiveness, the health of her body seemed to wane. His entourage was worried. That was the day that she no longer spoke in public. Councillors and members of his family and his followers fought them moving.

And the evening of the eleventh day of the Harvest, one its devotees, who watched near his bedroom, saw him in the doorway when one of his followers entered the Holy of Holies. But his joy was extinguished. He began to weep silently within him, no tears and heard a voice speaking to him, who came from everywhere and nowhere in particular:

- Who are you?
- It's me, Mother!
- I do not recognize you. Where are you?
- Here, Mother, just near you, at Thy feet.
- I do qu'ombre on your heart. My children live in the light and, you, you cry. Do not you'd be my child?
- Yes, Mother.
- Do not feel guilty. Just tell me what makes you sad.
- Mother, you're sick and ...
- Who said I was sick?
- Your body is weak ... and you hardly speak. And it scares me.
- What you see is a body. Am I this body?
- No, You're much more than that, Thou hast taught me quite often ...
- Look at My eyes! Have they lost their luster?
- No, Mother, they are much more vivid yet ...
- Do you think I am diminished if my body had deserted his youth?
... I'm going to die ... That is what is troubling you?
- Yes, Mother!
What is going to die when I die?
- Your body ...
- Voila! Do you need my body to feel my presence?

Suddenly a veil of mist rose and joy began to flood the heart of the devotee.

- You'll never be alone. Do not be afraid of what will happen. Can we say farewell to God? You know that the Holy Spirit can not disappear.
- How will I know what I should do, if you're going?
- Enter the garden of thy heart, and you find me there!
- I think I'm not ready.
- I see your brothers and sisters argue about the right path to take, the best organization to put in place to show my teaching. They want to prepare for the future. You are
Children! What do you hold? Can we arrange the flight of a butterfly, the trajectory of clouds in the sky, or the race of the brook?
Who is acting, when do you think? You know the answer, only the body dies but the Spirit lives in every light and eternity. Then identify yourself to the Spirit and you will never be afraid. ...

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