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The
wonderful feeling named as inspiration is similar to Seraph (
the angel who represents the endlessness of life) giving life
to the human being.
The
divine inspiration (wahey) reaches even the bee who visits
thousands of flowers in order to produce a wonderful nutrient
for the human being, so why shouldn’t the inspiration have a
way to reach the human being !
We
prison this feeling into the most dark, silent corners of our
ego and we do not want to bring it out. However, it finds us
from time to time in spite of all our efforts to repress it
and pours out and continues to illuminate.
The
owner of the inspiration is aware of the fact that he is not
alone on the road of life. Inspiration not only determines
the things that will happen, but defines and determines the love
in your heart too. It makes you become aware of the true, real
thing and the superficial, the imitation. As a matter of
fact, its aim is to reshape/to reform the human being.
Beneath
all your beautiful and nice achievements there is a feeling
which does not make itself known. This feeling, without letting
itself known continuously pushes the human being towards
success. It saves you from where the fire is, from the danger,
from the abyss and from the ghettos.
As the
individual gets away from his true self the concept that is
named as inspiration gets lost. It fades away like a rare,
delicate, tender flower. However, when it outbursts, with
that exuberance it takes you to a state of excitement which
cannot be described by words and you cannot really attribute a
meaning to your feelings. It leaves you with the realities which
before you were not able to understand how they occurred.
If, you
cannot become aware of the artificial inspiration, then you
will suffer with pain and you’ll be left alone helpless. The
true inspiration cannot be one sided even though it makes you
feel the pain and the emptiness. It comes out as it is. It
never thinks of saying ‘’Please, listen to me’’.
In the
relation of the human being and the universe it is
always felt definitely during the instants when the individual
is most close to Allah. It races with time. It guides the human
being. It tells that his route should be towards his essence.
Its
beauty cannot be described, because it is impossible to describe
the imaginary.
While
the inspiration is coming do not expect that your eyes will open
or close and you’ll have dreams. It finds you all of a sudden
and at an instant when you least expect it. Never become
surprised if it is with you when there is no one by your side
to share your problems.
Actually, it is like the Phoenix (the mythical bird) that
whispers from within. Even deciphering the meanings in this
bright beam of light belongs to the inspiration itself.
You hear
as if it says ‘’I am here’’. When you open the doors
wide open which you could not open before, you have a strange
feeling. Your energy that has been lost gets renewed by it.
Your revival, the changes that you undergo are all in relation
with it. It never uses sneaky methods, but informs us directly
that we are different.
Let
us remind immediately, inspiration is the language of the
Saints of Allah, the language of the one who is precious,
highly esteemed, the one who is extraordinary and the language
of the Absolute consciousness.
The
words that flow out from Yunus Emre’s mouth describe this:
‘’Leave
aside the duality, come and get hold of the state of Oneness.
With
Oneness you can find the love of the loves’’.
It never
accepts to be instable. In such cases of instability it stops
suddenly and takes away its look from you.
The ones
who have the expression of wonder, surprise on their faces,
those who are too sensitive or the ones who become agressive
like a lion and disturb others have never met the inspiration
at all.
It
should be known well that the inspiration is on the side of the
ones who are ready to shoulder responsibilities, who know that
they are being dominated by the intellectual mind and not only
by the physical body.
When the
Perfection of Nubuvvat had come to an end, the Wahey (the
Divine Inspiration) had stopped, however it wouldn’t be correct
to say the same thing about the inspiration.
Ýstanbul,
December 12th 2004
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