A Dervish Blessing

Hazrat Inayat Khan tells this story: I came to Hyderabad, a young musician without any letter of recommendation, without any help to go to the Nizam [the ruler or king] of Hyderabad.  And I had great difficulty, such difficulty that I could net even speak about it to anyone. They thought, “What a presumption for a young man who has not yet made his name and built his reputation to even imagine such a thing!”  Then I gave up seeing people and asking them for help.  But the motive was there.

And then I happened to come in a place where a woman lived under the shade of a tree.  They say she was in age more than a hundred years; some said she was three hundred years old, but I do not know. And she never spoke with people; she just sat there. A friend brought me to see this woman, and I at once felt that there was something wonderful about her. At that moment she had an earthen bowl in her hand, and she was eating from it. As I went near to greet her, in answer to my greeting she took a little food in the same hand she was eating with and gave it to me.  She had no fork.  As she held it before me I first looked here and there, but my friend said, “Take it,” so I at once stretched out my hand and took what she gave.

And the same week I was called to the court.  I was presented at the court and had what I desired.

One Reply to “A Dervish Blessing”

  1. Zubin Shore

    This beautiful glimpse seems to hold the seeds of so many recent postings, seers, the soul, humility, mastery, unity and more. What a beautiful story of the master Hazrat Inayat Khan, thank you.


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