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 Discourse 11 (07.08.1997)

 

           

Recite God’s name with enthusiasm day and night

Love flies, love dances around

Allah Allah

 

Look at the moths, no need to another example

For giving its life to its beloved love burns itself

Allah Allah

 

Even the nightingale’s cry is for a single rose

Love cries, love enchants, love sings

Allah Allah

 

If it is asked to Majnun what love is

He says ‘Laila laila’ , then  he says ‘ God ’

Allah Allah

 

One day Amir (= Prince) summoned Laila before him. Amir inquired Laila,

 

‘Are you Laila who makes Majnun cry?Are you the one who makes him wet the desert with tears? You have no beauty.  Why was he allured by you?’

 

Laila replied,

 

‘Your eyes are not Majnun’s. If you look through his eyes, you will  see me different.’

 

Some of the greatest stories of love between man and woman are those of  Farhat and Shirin, Tahir and Zuhra or Laila and Majnun. These are legendary loves. Any kind of love is good. Love is a splendid thing.

 

Majnun found the way to God through his love for Laila. This is always so. Metaphorical  loves are  bridges  to  the real love.

 

A seeker (=talib) goes and knocks at the door of Hazrat Mawlana and says,

 

‘Master, I want to be your disciple.’

 

Hazrat Mawlana says,

 

‘My son, have you ever fallen in love or have you ever loved anything such as a flower, an insect or  someone ?’

 

The young man  says,

 

‘No. Nothing like that has ever happened to me.’ Then Hazrat Mawlana says,

 

‘Go and learn to love first and then come here.’

 

‘If a metaphorical love is so, then imagine how a real love will be?’

 

Tahir falls in love to Zuhra. He sends his mother to ask for her hand.

 

He says,

 

‘Mother, please ask Zuhra’s father for his daughter’s hand in marriage.’

 

His mother visits Zuhra’s family and says,

 

‘My son, Tahir, loves your daughter, Zuhra. I came here to ask  for her hand in marriage.’ Then Zuhra’s father asks,

 

‘What does your son do?’

 

Tahir’s mother replies,

 

‘He hasn’t got any skill or profession.’

 

Zuhra’s father says,

 

‘I don’t give my daughter in marriage to an unskillful man.’

 

The woman returns home and informs her son  that  Zuhra’s father won’t give his daughter to an unskillful man.

 

Tahir takes a deep breath and says,

 

‘So that’s all right then. ’ He picks up a stone from the ground and takes a chisel. He makes a rose by carving  the stone till morning. In the morning he goes to her house and knocks at the door. Zuhra’s father opens the door . He says,

 

‘Yes, my son. What do you want?’

 

He says,

 

‘Yesterday I sent my mother to ask you for Zuhra’s hand in marriage. I love your daughter. You told her that you wouldn’t give your daughter to an unskillful man. Then I took this stone and made  a rosebud last night. Zuhra’s love made me do this.’

 

‘If  the love of Tahir to Zuhra, which is a metaphorical love, caused  him to carve a rose out of stone,  then imagine what Tahir would  do if he fell  in love to God?’

 

For this reason , whichever Divan you read, you will see that they all tell divine love. The poem I read above also tells of divine love.

 

Recite God’s name with enthusiasm day and night

Love flies, love dances around

Allah Allah

 

‘Love is such a flood that it destroys everything in its path. It turns  sovereigns into disciples. ’

 

Such as Hazrat Ibrahim Adham,  the sovereign of Balkh (=Belh), which is  a well-known ancient city. When he fell in love to God, he abandoned his kingdom. Hazrat Niyazi Misri writes this in his lines to emphasize  the power of love,

 

Your love made Ibrahim Adham into a disciple

Whoever falls in love to you renounce all 

 

‘Love causes one to renounce the throne. Everything has its limits but love has no limit. It breaks the chains.’

If  one falls in love to God, all his cells burn  with love. He abdicates the crown and throne. He abandones kingdom.

'Love is from elder to young. God loves first and then the servants turn  towards him through this love.'

When Hazrat Ibrahim Adham left the palace, his son and the viziers followed him. They found him in state of  ecstasy by the river. They said,

'Our sultan, the palace is waiting for you. We came to take you there.'

Hazrat Ibrahim Adham turned his face and said,

'Which palace are you inviting me, the one which is made of stone and bricks? I am the sultan of the heart's palace now. I gave this palace to you.' He cleansed his heart of all materialism.

'When God wants to enlighten his servants , he gives them  many opportunities. It doesn't matter whether the servant is a sovereign or an ordinary person. If the servant has an inborn talent, God never takes what he has given before. It becomes apparent in time.'

Hazrat Ibrahim Adham had this inborn talent. For this reason it appeared when it was right time.

One day Hazrat Ibrahim Adham hears footsteps on the roof of the palace and  he commands his guards,

'There are footsteps on the roof . Go and see it.'

There is a majzub (=an attracted devotee, Sufi holy fool) on the roof. They catch him and bring him into the presence of Hazrat Ibrahim Adham. Hazrat Ibrahim Adham asks,

'What were you doing on the roof? Why were you  there?'

The majzub replies,

'I lost my camel. I was looking for it.'

Hazrat  Ibrahim Adham says,

'Well, can a camel be found on the roof?'

The majzub says,

'You say  my looking for camel on the roof is wrong but you  are looking for God in satin sheets. Isn't this wrong?'

The majzub enlightens Hazrat Ibrahim Adham.One may live in luxury and splendour but love breaks all  rules and overcomes all difficulties.

One day a majzub  enters  the palace of Hazrat Ibrahim Adham and sits on his throne. When  Hazrat Ibrahim Adham sees him there,  he  commands his guards,

'Tie his feet and bastinado him.'

They tie his feet and hands and  beat the soles of his  feet. However the majzub laughs at this situation loudly. The one who is beaten cries normally not laughs. Hazrat Ibrahim Adham surprises this a lot and asks,

'They are beating you.Why are you laughing?'

The majzub replies,

'I only sat there for five minutes but I was beaten a lot. You have been sitting on it for ages. I am thinking  the amount of flogging you deserve and that's why I am laughing.'

These stories are good examples to tell the beauty and perfection of love. They are real as well.

Sultan Ahmad Khan who built Sultan Ahmad Mosque, was an initiated disciple of Hazrat Aziz Mahmud Hudai.

Hazrat Mahmud Hudai founded  the Celvetiyye branch  of Khalwatiyya Order. He was guided by Hazrat Uftada who was burried in Bursa. The story which tells his being accepted by Hazrat Uftade as a disciple is very famous.

Hazrat Mahmud Hudai was called  ' Kadi (=Muslim religious judge) Mahmud ' .  He was a well-known judge of Bursa . When he fell in love to God,   he resigned from his position. People were used to  go  to Mecca by camels when he was a judge .

There was a poor family consisted  of a man and a wife in Bursa. Every year some time before the annual  pilgrimage to Mecca, the woman constantly says to her husband,

'If you were rich, you could go to  Mecca. I want  to be a wife of a hadji.'

In response to his wife's grumbles he says,

'Haj  is obligatory for the rich. God doesn't expect the poor to give alms or to perform haj. I am poor. Haj is not obligatory for me.'  But the woman  insists on saying the same thing.

The haj season comes again. The woman insists on the man as usual. Her husband can't bear any more. He leaves home that night and walks through the convent of Hazrat Uftade. He curls up beside the wall. At the time of  morning-prayer  Hazrat Uftade comes to the convent leaning on a stick and  reciting the name of God. When he sees a poor fellow lying there, he asks,

'My son, what happened to you? Why are you here?'

The man replies,

'O my master,  don't ask about it! My wife wants me to be hadji and every year in the haj season she insists on me.But  I am poor. Haj is not obligatory for me. I  sheltered in your convent.' Hazrat Uftade says,

'My son , sometimes one should  do what his wife wants. You had better  go to Mecca.' Then he pushes him gently.

This is the power of God. It is  Tayy-i Mekan (=Astro Travelling). The man opens his eyes and sees that he is in Mecca.

'We watch teleportation on the screen. Technology and positive sciencescome to this point gradually. Today it is easier to tell this truth to the Man. Because technology shortens the way and  helps to enlighten people.  Explanations  and   examples are more effective today.'

As regards the woman, she waits for the man whole night but  the man doesn’t come  home. On the one hand she wonders whether he died or stayed somewhere. On the other hand she feels  sorry  for sending him  away. Days pass and  it  is time for hadjis to come.

Some time passes after the disappearance of the man. Then Dikici Ali Agha comes with praying bead in his hand and with a saddle-bag which is full of   perfume, rings, dates and the water of holy well (= zamzam). He says to his wife,

'May God bless you!  God heard your prayers.God sent me to Mecca. These are my presents for you.’

The woman shouts,

'You are a liar ! You are a thief ! You have been absent for days. I wonder which hadji's bag you have stolen them. It takes three months from here to Mecca. You were here a few days ago. When did you go and come back?'  She then consults the Kadi (=Muslim religious judge).

The judge was Kadi Mahmud Effendi who was the most famous judge of Bursa. When the case is transmitted to the judge, the woman calls upon some people to give evidence that her husband was there a few days ago.The people in that street all witness his being there a few days ago. However Dikici Ali Agha calls upon hadjis to witness him. He says,

'I was short of money and I borrowed some  from that man in Mecca.'

The hadjis in Bursa witness his being a hadji. However the people in his street claim that he was there, not in Mecca  and the things he brought are not his but they were stolen from the bags of hadjis.

 Kadi Mahmud surprises the both sides' being seen equally right. He gives his decision according to his own view and his conscience but he still doesn't understand how it happens.

The hadjis in Bursa witness his being in Mecca. Kadi Mahmut says, 'I can't say the hadjis  are liars.' He then says to the woman,

'Congratulations. I accept your husband's being a hadji. You are a wife of a hadji.' However he can't sleep all night. In the morning he visits Dikici Ali Agha. He says,

'Yes, you are a hadji but your wife is right too.'

Dikici Ali Agha says,

'My wife is right. I was here a few days ago.'

Kadi Mahmud then asks,

'When did you go and come back?'       

Dikici Ali Agha replies,

'Every year my wife forces me to go to Mecca.  She again forced me this year. She said ,  ' Do whatever  it takes to get  rich. I want to be a wife of a hadji. I got bored of  being poor.' I  sheltered in the convent of Hazrat Uftade. I fell asleep there. Hazrat came in the morning and asked why I was lying there. I told him everything. He said sometimes  one should  obey his wife.  He then pushed me gently. I found myself in Mecca.'

'Mind is the seat of faculty of reason. However there is nothing reasonable in this event. This is metaphysics. This is beyond mind. It is not a task for the rational, logical mind. Mind is limited. Love is superior to mind. It is beyond mind.  If one tries to understand this through rational evidences,  he can't achieve this.

Mind has  great potential  but it is limited as well. As we mentioned before the word 'akýl' (=mind) is derived from the word 'ikal' in  Arabic vocabulary. Bedouins make their camels kneel down and  unload them in the market. When the camels kneel on their front knees, they tie a  rope around their knees  not to let them go. This rope is called 'ikal'. This means mind is limited. However love is limitless. For this reason this event is beyond  mind. This is a miracle of God. It is astonishing. Nothing is  difficult for God. The capability of God can't be discussed. God is the All Mighty.'

' He has power over all things.'( The Dinner Table, Verse 120 )

God let "Ashab-i-Kahf" (=the Sleepers of the Cave) sleep in the cave for 309 years  or let Prophet Yunus (=Jonah)  stay alive in the stomach of the fish  or let Hazrat Ibrahim(= Abraham) not burn in the fire that Nemrut (=Nimrod) built to kill him or let Hazrat Yusuf  (=Joseph) (a.s.) survive in the well. These are the miracles of God.

'God  is the owner of the miracles but when he wants to perform miracles he performs  them  through Man. Then this is called   karamat (=the miracle  of a Saint).'

Dikici Ali Agha tells the whole story to Kadi (=Muslim religious judge). Kadi Mahmud Effendi  puts on his robe  and goes to the convent of  Hazrat Uftada directly. Hazrat Uftade says,

'Come here my son. Did you get the news from our hadji?'

Kadi Mahmud Effendi bows his head and says,

'Master, I want to be your servant, your disciple.'

Hazrat Uftade says,

'All right but you are a famous person. First you should renounce fame.'

'Sufism has nothing to do with fame. It is a spiritual  ecstasy and enthusiasm. It  is being modest, being nothing.'

Hazrat Uftade causes  him to sell liver. He says,

'Go and put  the  livers onto  that  stick and sell them in the streets of Bursa.'

Kadi Mahmud Effendi  accepts and sells liver in Bursa streets. He shouts  'Livers here!' and lots of children playfully chase him. Many people in every age group say, 'What a pity! The judge was a nice person but he went mad.'

Kadi Mahmud Effendi sells all the livers  at last. He comes into the presence of Hazrat Uftade and says,

'My master, I sold the livers.'

Then Hazrat Uftade accepts him as a disciple. Let's see what happens at the end.

'The beginning of love is suffering but its end is pleasure.'

He guides the great Sultan Ahmad. One day in the years after his initiation, Sultan Ahmad goes to the convent in Uskudar to visit Hazrat Aziz Mahmud Hudai and asks,

'Where is my master?'

The disciples reply,

'He went to the market.'

Sultan Mahmud rides his horse through the market place. When he sees his Master Hazrat Aziz Mahmud Hudai  coming with a basket on his shoulder, he gets off his horse and goes near him. He kisses his hands and feet in the street and says, ' My master, please get on the horse.' And he helps him get on it.He walks beside him  and they go nearly fifty metres. Then Hazrat Aziz Mahmud Hudai stops the horse and gets off it. He says,

'My sultan, the people may think wrongly. Please get on your horse. I got on it because while sending  me  from Bursa to Istanbul, my master, Hazrat Uftade, raised his hands and prayed,

'My son, I wish the sovereigns walk beside you.' The answer to his prayer and his miracle is  manifested. For this reason I got on your horse. Please get on it now.'

Most of the sovereigns are initiated disciples. Let's see how Father Niyazi tells love.

Whoever falls in love with you cries day and night
Tears fall from his eyes and his heart burns and burns

Whoever wears the chain of your love around his neck
 Is executed likewise Mansur on the path  of love

Because of this love Hallaj-i Mansur was executed, Hazrat Nasimi's skin was stripped off, Hazrat Muhjiddin-i Arabi's head was cut  off, Hazrat Ismail Mashuki was thrown into the sea. There are so many others. This was so in the past but today such things no more happen.


At the time of Hazrat Aziz Mahmud Hudai a severe  epidemic of cholera starts in Istanbul and hundreds of people die in a day. It causes so many casualties in Istanbul. A group of learned men come into the presence of Hazrat Aziz Mahmud Hudai and say,

 'Our master, please help us, pray for us. Let this trouble leave Istanbul.' Hazrat Aziz Mahmud Hudai says,

'This is not our work. Our work  is to guide, to enlighten . There are those who have this duty. Go to Karaca Ahmad graveyard. There is a Perfect Man who lies on a mat. He  is called ' Hasirli Baba'. Ask for his help. This is his work. But he is quick-tempered. If  he  sends you away,  give my regards to him.'

A group of people go to Karaca Ahmad  graveyard to visit Hasirli Baba.They say,

 'Master ,  cholera caused so many  casualties. Please let it  leave Istanbul.

 Hasirli Baba says,

'Don't interfere with the work of God. Go now.'  He doesn't  behave kindly with them.'

 One of them says,

 'Master, Hazrat Aziz Mahmud Hüdai sent his regards to you.'  Hasirli Baba immediately stands up and says,

 'Did he give another order? '

 The people say, 'No'. He then says,

'There is only one person left. When he dies, the cholera will leave Istanbul.'

The group take a few steps and  hear a voice that says  'Haqq ( = O Truth)'. When they turn back, they see  that Hasirli Baba has passed away.

The last one was Hasirli Baba  but  he was equivalent to thousands of  people. Because he was a  substitute (=abdal).

These are true stories. Divine love and divine resignation were at their peak then. As you see,  today they are not truly regarded. They have been  forgotten. Everybody has turned his face to the West and said, ' Everything is there .'  They have deviated from their own spiritual and cultural values. For this reason the society has lost a lot.

‘National and spiritual values make us a nation and rebuild the society. If they are not cared, the society degenerates. Respect, love, toleration, mercy, patience and modesty disappears. People's having good relations with eachother can't be thought without these values. Everybody becomes aggressive and fights with eachother. Statesmen may have difficulty  to govern the society. Why? Because the society is uneducated. It is difficult to rule over the uneducated people. However it is easy to govern  the educated.’

On this subject there is a true story about  Hadji Bayram-i Wali.

Hadji Bayram-i Wali opened a convent in Solfasol Village, Ankara and was engaged in enlightening the people. Hundreds of disciples grow fruits and vegetables and recite God's name at the same time.

Istanbul wasn't conquered yet at that time. Sultan Murad II stays in Edirne. People report Hadji Bayram-i Wali to the sovereign. They say, ' A Sufi Master who is called Hadji Bayram-i Wali  appeared here. He has many disciples. He seems to be a danger to your throne.'

Then Murat II invites Hadji Bayram-i Wali to Edirne. When this great man arrives there, Murat II looks at his face and sees that it shines like  the sun in the sky. It is so beautiful. It is so clear. The expression on his face, his looks, his manners are all perfect. One can perceive  his perfection while he is standing, talking or walking.

Murat II saw the reflection of his inner beauty on his face and he understood that those who reported  Hadji Bayram-i Wali to him were  wrong. He showed  great respect for him and received  him as a guest in his palace in Edirne. Then  he was initiated by Hadji Bayram-i Wali and became  enlightened under his guidance.

In those days there were preparations for the invasion of Istanbul. Murat II  begs Hadji Bayram-i Wali to pray and support  for the success of invaders. Shehzade  Mehmet was small at that time. Hadji Bayram-i Wali says,

 'My sultan, you won't see this victory. Your son will  conquer Istanbul through the mercy of God, intercession of Prophets and support(=himmat) of Pirs.'  He then caresses Shehzade Mehmet's back.

Through the great support(=himmat) of Hazrat Hadji Bayram-i Wali, Fatih Sultan Mehmet conquers Istanbul at the age of 22. Istanbul was beiseged thirty  times by Arabian, and Turks and once or twice by Hungarian. Hazrat Ayyub al Ansari was  martyrized in one of these invasions.

After staying a few days in the palace and praying for them, Hadji Bayram-i Wali says,

'My sultan, we would like to go. The brethrens are waiting for us. May  God  let your sovereignty continuous and let you serve the Ottoman well. We wish to serve God. We are  the devotees of spirituality. State or Sultanate doesn't concern us. We pray  for you. Our duty is to educate the society. Your duty is to govern the society. Let us educate people so you can govern them easily. If we don't educate them, then you may have difficulty in governing them.’

 This is completely right. Today we see that our statesmen have difficulty in governing the society  because the society  has moved away from  spiritual education and national values. Everybody tries to find a solution to this problem but nobody imagines the solution is to preserve spiritual and national values. One should be adorned with knowledge, wisdom, good manners, virtue and all  branches of culture and art. If soul is enlightened, then perfections  manifest in  the body which is the cloth of an enlightened  soul. Mouth which is the vehicle of an enlightened  soul  pours out good words and the eyes reflect his inner beauty. Cultures and arts are produced through our ten fingers.

The manners, the  look,  the attitude  and the words of the wise are all perfect. When the society is filled with  these perfect people, their inspiration and abundance, their love of  country and the beauties that arise from their hearts  which are full of love for God reflect even the remotest places of the country. Perfection, happiness, abundance, richness, kindness, art, love and smile appear  in the society. It is difficult to tell the numerous  beauties that arise from spirituality. I am not able to  do this either.

'As we can not expect  mature fruit from an unvaccinated tree, it is impossible to expect perfections from an uneducated society.'

 We shall return to the lines of  Father Niyazi again.

Whoever falls in love with you cries day and night

Tears fall from his eyes and his heart burns and burns

Whoever wears the chain of your love around his neck
 Is executed likewise Mansur on the path  of love

 

Your love made Ibrahim Adham into a disciple

Whoever falls in love to you renounce all 

O the beloved,  take my soul
The world has become a dull  place for me since I fell in love with you

The world is of minor importance in comparison with the wideness of love. When one falls in love, the world becomes narrow for him.

There was a majzub who was called Hafiz Agha in Kutahya. He didn't  talk to anybody or take money from them but there were some people whom he loved. His majesty(=jalal)   made me tremble while I was passing next to him in my dervishood.

I was 24 years old. It was August. Hafiz Agha called me when the sun was directly overhead at  noon. I went near him.

He said, 'Raise your head  and look at the sun .'

It is difficult to look at the sun when  the temperature   is 35 C at noon but  I looked. I was dazzled by bright sunlight. When Hafiz Agha realized this, he said,

'Force yourself! Open your eyes. Open widely. Look at it now. '

I looked. He said,

'Go on! Go on!'

In the end a veil appeared in front of the sun as big as its diameter.Looking at the sun became easier then. The difficulties of the first looks and the sneezes  ended. After I looked at it for a long time, Hafiz Agha said, ' All right.' Then I bent my head down.

 Then he said,

'Look around you now. Look at the houses, trees. How do they look?'

I said, ' They were eclipsed.' After looking at the sun continuously, when I bent my head and looked around, the mountains, houses and  trees looked dim and unclear. Hafiz Agha who realized this said,

'You have seen the Light of the sun and the world looked dim. Suppose you have  seen the Light of God.  The two worlds (=the heavens and the earth ) unite and they become unimportant to  you. Pay attention. This is the path of love.

 At that moment, I wished to give my life to  him. I said, ' Take whatever I have in my pockets. I will give them all to you.' Hafiz Agha said,

'No, my son but  I can  take some money for a packet of cigarette for your sake.'

Love is so. It is an endless ocean

Love is an endless ocean, it hasn't got a shore

Love is such an ocean that it hasn't got a shore. This ocean is limitless. It is not  like Pacific Ocean or  Indian Ocean. If all the oceans come together, they can only be a single drop in the love ocean.

The secret of the Qur'an is my evidence, the one who knows this has no fear

The secret of the Qur'an provides  proof for my words.

We existed from all eternity, we are the followers of  Pir Muhammad

Those who drink the wine of immortality never become drunk

 

The ones who drink the wine of immortality have no fear, no anxiety or sorrow. They have God’s  love in their hearts. If the one has inborn love for God, God let him meet the source of love. This is his lot. If the source of true love is asked , the answer is in the Nutku Sharif of  Hazrat Gaibi.

 

If you are not not instructed by God, then don't come to this gathering
If you don't pay attention to Love, then don't come to this gathering

Be aware that the heart of a Master is the source of the sea of Love,
If you don't dive into the sea of Love, then don't come to this gathering

The source of love ocean is the heart of Sufi Masters. So  those who don’t  enter the heart of a Sufi Master can't join Sufi gatherings. The words of saints are similar.Yunus has equivalent lines. He says,

Yunus Emre says to pious, you may go to Mecca thousand  times
But  what is better than this  is to enter a heart

Everybody is instructed through something. They read and learn.  But the wise are instructed by God. God inspires them.

Saints  talk for many hours, even days and nights. The words never stop or they are not enough for one.  They don't read off notes or books. Because as Gaibi says, ' They are inspired by God.'

I  experienced this many times under the guidance of my master Hodja Mustafa Effendi (k.s.). He started to talk at 8 o'clock at night and kept talking  till 2 or 3 a.m. .  As if  an ocean.....  He had limitless potential. The topics were not limited or he never used unnecessary words  or never had difficulty to complete the rest of the speech or never used 'Eerrs or Ummms '. Words were flowing from him without interruption.

My master had a disciple named Yusuf Ziya. He was a great scholar of external science (=ilm al  zahir) and a lecturer in Fatih Madrasah. He had attained the highest stage of external science. He was a cheerful, goodnatured, perfect and modest man. He was the first Khalif of my master. I visited  this  great  man   whenever I went  to Osaq (= Uþak).

One day I was at Yusuf Ziya Effendi’s house. He said, 'I studied at different  Madrasahes in Istanbul for 30 years. I obtained the higher diploma and became a lecturer. My being a professor is not even a spark beside the knowledge of my master. He talks for many hours even till morning. He never stops, his words never end or he never has any difficulty. Words flow from him without interruption.' He complimented my master,  saying his admiration  for his knowledge.

For this reason the words of saints are divine words (=kalimat-i ilahiyya). They are the words of God.

' Nor does he speak out of desire.'( The Star, Verse3 )

Saints are the heirs of Prophet Muhammad(pbuh). For this reason they never speak out of  desire.

Shortly we can say , 'The words of saints are the words of God. They are inspired by God. For this reason their words never end. They never become incapable in talking.