Hazrat Inayat Khan - "he called me, Murshid"

One day I was walking in a city and met a dervish with a wonderful personality. He was dressed in a patched robe, but his speech, his voice, his thought, his movement, his atmosphere, were all most winning. At that time I was very young in the pursuit of philosophy. Youth is a time when pride has full play. So as we were walking along, and he called me 'Murshid', I was very glad. He addressed me as Murshid every time he spoke to me! Presently we met another person, who seemed to be without any education, without any knowledge of philosophy or religion or anything out of the way, but he called him 'Murshid' too. My pride was hurt, especially when next he came across a policeman whom he also called 'Murshid'. So then I asked my teacher what could be the meaning of all this, and he said, 'Your dervish showed you the first step towards recognizing God: to recognize all beings as your teacher. A foolish person can teach you, a wise person, a learned person, a student, a pious or wicked person, even a little child; everyone can teach you something. Therefore have this attitude towards everybody, then it may be said that you recognize God.'

   from  http://wahiduddin.net/mv2/XII/XII_I_12.htm

Re: Hazrat Inayat Khan - "he called me, Murshid"

Hummmmmmm, the Master has spoken.

There are so many wonderful stories about Murshid Hazrat Inayat……. Here is mine.

One time, while on retreat at the Abode of the Message, sitting and weeping in my little hut up on the hillside I noticed an abrupt change in me and in the atmosphere. A deep silence, the weeping stopped! And then I felt a presence beside me sitting next to me on the tiny cot. My heart understood this presence as Murshid Hazrat Inayat.

I had been saying the prayer Saum over and over and over. i had been in a terrible state of misery., and then I felt what my heart told me was the presence of Murshid Hazrat Inayat.

A peace filled my being, the weeping stopped, it was as if a sweet cool breeze had entered the hut, my being, and cleansed my heart. Blessed and quieted I lay down and enjoyed my first deep and healing sleep of many months.


Peace to all,
Peggy J (Qalbia Wali)