The Sufi Concept of Fana: Why Losing Yourself Leads to Peace
There’s a strange moment that sometimes happens during prayer or deep meditation, a brief slipping away of the sense that
There’s a strange moment that sometimes happens during prayer or deep meditation, a brief slipping away of the sense that
A few months ago I sat in a room with no phone, no music, nothing playing in the background, just
There’s a moment that happens to almost everyone eventually. You’re doing everything you can think of, planning, fixing, holding things
It’s almost midnight and you’re still sitting with your phone in one hand, scrolling through the same three options in
Maybe it happened while you were standing at the edge of the ocean, watching waves that existed long before you
You wake up, go through the motions, do the things you’re supposed to do, and somewhere in the middle of
Nobody posts about the boring parts of healing. You won’t see a Instagram story about the Tuesday afternoon where you
There’s a poem by Bulleh Shah, the great Punjabi Sufi mystic, that opens with a line so simple it almost
Someone probably said it to you at some point, maybe with good intentions, maybe out of their own discomfort with
There’s a line from Rumi that doesn’t get quoted nearly as often as “the wound is where the light enters,”