When I went to the Sufi house I didnt go to make friend I went to quench my thirst. However I met some really beautiful people there who for once had the same interest and drive as I did and their subsequent acceptance of me and willingness to listen to me when I needed someone to do so, has done wonders for me I cannot list.
We don’t get together and drink tea or coffee and wear special uniforms. We are all there to serve God through serving others. It a weird feeling to talk and have someone sincerely listen to you. It unsettles me because I am so used to the opposite.
There is an Iranian saying that says 10 dervishes can sleep on a single rock but two kings cannot share a country. I would say a lot of what I have been able to “learn” maybe that’s not so good but what can I use, has come through my interactions with other dervishes. There is a real power in that community. Community here doesn’t just mean the dervishes I see , I means the ones I know but we talk to Skype or email etc. The sense of community extends outward always. Once those connections are made in the heart there is no such thing as distance.
Ok I think that’s all I wanted to say on that unless anyone has something to add
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