Monthly Archives: July 2014

Estag’firullah Zikr

480969_522613761115672_1133673611_nEstag’firullah Zikr:
Prayers of Forgiveness through Music and Movement 

When: Monday August 4th 7:30pm
Location: Ballard Oddfellows Hall (1706 NW Market Street 98107) in Seattle
Suggested donation: $15.00 (no one turned away for lack of funds)
Questions: Contact Suleyman Scott at 206.784.1532

“O you who’ve gone on pilgrimage -
where are you, where, oh where?
Here, here is the Beloved!
Oh come now, come, oh come!”
~ Mevlana Rumi
‘I Am Wind, You are Fire’
translation by Annemarie Schimmel

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Zikr of Presence

Monday, July 21st 7:30pm
Join the Mevlevi Order of America Seattle Circle
for our monthly Zikr of Presence.”

Ballard Odd Fellows Hall
1706 NW Market Street
Seattle, WA 98107
http://seattleoddfellows.org/

“All day I think about it, then at night I say it.
Where did I come from, and what am I supposed to be doing?
I have no idea.
My soul is from elsewhere, I’m sure of that,
and I intend to end up there.” ~ Mevlana Rumi

Music, song, whirling with Timuçin Çevikoğlu

Peace Dear Friends;
mevleviMonday July 14th -- our regular Turn Class evening — will be a special gathering of music, song, whirling in celebration of our friend and teacher Timuçin Çevikoğlu
In just a few days he will be leaving us to return home to Turkey.
We invite you to bring friends and loved ones for this sweet and mystical evening so we all may drink deeply from the well of Love available through the spiritual tradition of Mevlevana Jelaluddin Rumi.
Monday July 14th 
7:30pm
Ballard Odd Fellows Hall
1706 NW Market Street, 98107.
Love Offering at the door.
For those fasting, water and dates will be available at the appointed time.
May our gathering be healing to those who are ill, solace to those who struggle, freedom to those imprisoned, and delight to lovers everywhere!
LOVE IS THE MASTER
Love is the One who masters all things;
I am mastered totally by Love.
By my passion of love for Love
I have ground sweet as sugar.
O furious Wind, I am only a straw before you;
How could I know where I will be blown next?
Whoever claims to have made a pact with Destiny
Reveals himself a liar and a fool;
What is any of us but a straw in a storm?
How could anyone make a pact with a hurricane?
God is working everywhere his massive Resurrection;
How can we pretend to act on our own?
In the hand of Love I am like a cat in a sack;
Sometimes Love hoists me into the air,
Sometimes Love flings me into the air,
Love swings me round and round His head;
I have no peace, in this world or any other.
The lovers of God have fallen in a furious river;
They have surrendered themselves to Love’s commands.
Like mill wheels they turn, day and night, day and night,
Constantly turning and turning, and crying out.