It's a Sufi story….
A man went in search of truth.The first spiritual person he met was sitting under a tree, just outside his own village. He asked, “I am searching for a true Murshid( It's an Arabic word for "guide" or "teacher" Particularly in Sufism it refers to a spiritual guide). Please tell me the characteristics of a true master.”
The fakir(a Muslim religious ascetic who lives solely on alms) told him the characteristics. His description was very simple. He said, “You’ll find him sitting
under such and such a tree, sitting in such and
such posture, his hands making such and such
gestures – that is enough to know he is the true
master.”
The seeker started searching. It is said that 10
years passed while he wandered the whole earth.
He visited many places but never met the
master. He met many masters, but none were
true masters. He returned to his own village
completely exhausted. As he was returning he
was surprised, he couldn’t believe it: that old
man was seated under the same tree, and now
he could see that this was the very tree that the
old man had spoken of and his posture
was exactly as he had described. ”It was the
same posture he was sitting in 10 years ago –
was I blind? The exact expression on his face,
the exact gestures….!”
He fell at his feet saying, “Why didn’t you tell me
in the first place? Why did you misdirect me for
these 10 years? Why didn’t you tell me that
you are true Murshid?”
The old man said, “I told you, but you were not
ready to listen. You were not able to come home
without wandering away. You had to knock on
the doors of a thousand houses to come to your
own home, only then could you return. I said it, I
said everything – beneath such and such a tree.
I was describing this very tree, the posture I was
sitting in, but you were too fast, you couldn’t
hear correctly, you were in a hurry. You were
going somewhere to search. Searching was very
important for you, the truth was not so
important.
“But you have come! I was feeling tired, sitting
continuously in this posture for you. You were
wandering for 10 years, but think of me sitting
under this tree! I knew some day you would
come.
The Murshid(Master) was always here.”
It happens many times in our life that we cannot
see what is near, and what is far attracts us. The
distant drum sounds sweeter, we are pulled by
distant dreams.
A man went in search of truth.The first spiritual person he met was sitting under a tree, just outside his own village. He asked, “I am searching for a true Murshid( It's an Arabic word for "guide" or "teacher" Particularly in Sufism it refers to a spiritual guide). Please tell me the characteristics of a true master.”
The fakir(a Muslim religious ascetic who lives solely on alms) told him the characteristics. His description was very simple. He said, “You’ll find him sitting
under such and such a tree, sitting in such and
such posture, his hands making such and such
gestures – that is enough to know he is the true
master.”
The seeker started searching. It is said that 10
years passed while he wandered the whole earth.
He visited many places but never met the
master. He met many masters, but none were
true masters. He returned to his own village
completely exhausted. As he was returning he
was surprised, he couldn’t believe it: that old
man was seated under the same tree, and now
he could see that this was the very tree that the
old man had spoken of and his posture
was exactly as he had described. ”It was the
same posture he was sitting in 10 years ago –
was I blind? The exact expression on his face,
the exact gestures….!”
He fell at his feet saying, “Why didn’t you tell me
in the first place? Why did you misdirect me for
these 10 years? Why didn’t you tell me that
you are true Murshid?”
The old man said, “I told you, but you were not
ready to listen. You were not able to come home
without wandering away. You had to knock on
the doors of a thousand houses to come to your
own home, only then could you return. I said it, I
said everything – beneath such and such a tree.
I was describing this very tree, the posture I was
sitting in, but you were too fast, you couldn’t
hear correctly, you were in a hurry. You were
going somewhere to search. Searching was very
important for you, the truth was not so
important.
“But you have come! I was feeling tired, sitting
continuously in this posture for you. You were
wandering for 10 years, but think of me sitting
under this tree! I knew some day you would
come.
The Murshid(Master) was always here.”
It happens many times in our life that we cannot
see what is near, and what is far attracts us. The
distant drum sounds sweeter, we are pulled by
distant dreams.