The Dervish Sufi dancer, as the Turks call him has the melodies of the tunes. He centers himself around in circles but moves spirally radiating from the center out. He moves in circular motions with deep tenderness; at a regular pace that takes his soul away to where no one can reach him. He lifts himself away from the lusts and whims and drowns in the music. He wants to be one with God with his meditation and practice, being absent from the material world and being one with the divine. Today as I sit in one of the cafes in Istanbul, between the Sultan Ahmed Mosque and Aya Sophia, the breeze caressing my face, the music flirting with my ears, I found myself pondering in this atmosphere of vigil, about the purity, the solace from nature. My soul was out of myself, the spirit which seemed lost. The beauty which lies beneath this beautiful art form, which gives a soothing tale not only to the doer, but also the watcher.

We find ourselves very materialistic. We hardly touch the uniqueness we have. I found myself like the dervish, contemplating everything in my life. The truth of this universe, the atoms and molecules organized to make everybody and make space for it in the vacuum, and even the vacuum itself was formed in the nothingness. The emptiness itself was formed in nothingness. Everything seems a distraction in the hearts belief just like the two sides of a coin. They can never meet each other but are part of the same coin. We crave for the material world, but want inner peace. His purity of dance, being one with the divine makes one want the idealness to see another vision, a vision which would help change the world for a better place.

The idealness opens doors to an array of thoughts. For all we perceive the truth as what we wish to see it as. We always see the image from the angle in which our thoughts and beliefs are carved, the environment that created us and our personality helps us envision the unseen.

‏The question is, what if you were without will, how was the truth for you, inevitably it would be completely different.We often find that the people who appear in their reality and manage to get out of their egg shell become crazy about the headspace the egg gives us. We fear to let our demons out, we fear to show the world the yolk we have and want the world to perceive us as the white oval egg shell. We lose the ability to love the soul and the purity others might have because we want to be surrounded in the shell and see the others in it too.

Therefore, there are those who do not make any prejudices who see the good in everyone, even if it seems insignificant. The courage is to humbly integrate differently in the differences naturally.
The divine perception may be, as far as I believe, that this creation flows in development when we each find ourselves very ordinary. The ideology of distinction purely lays in our mind where we categorize people based on the religion they follow or to embrace this idea or to be born with a particular type of color on your skin or their sex, culture, or class.

No matter what your situation is, your feelings within leave an impact behind. It is beyond this that we need to act. Subconsciously we love all but we create barriers and rifts. We need to use our powers to drift away from these barriers into serenity and being one with the divine. We have the needs of guardian desires and slips, but always the deviation is not a detour from which we can return to the same path, as Jalaluddin Rumi said “Raise your words, not voice. It is rain that grows flowers, not thunder.”

Kinetic meditation may appear to you contrary to what you see as right, which may create in your mind many trifles of non-acceptance and ridicule, and it may be for you an amusing site. It is difficult to see from where these people draw this kind of darkness, the soul which is in constant need to connect to the Lord, these approaches, no matter how many their forms, they evoke the basic meanings of the divine, sacred love, meaning of life and thought that you rarely see with the worshipers normally without a deep, profound connection to faith. This is not reflected in their daily lives so that they rise in their thoughts about everything around them.

‏Sufism constitutes a bright and radiant space in Islamic civilization, despite the difficulties faced by the Sufis. ‏I say it again: I am not a mystic nor a convert to this doctrine, but I embrace this non-racial and unbiased thought that does not judge anyone nor excludes anyone and makes everything about how one mimics his living to be better and makes everything more beautiful.

Jalal al-Din al-Roumi said: “Come and speak to me and it does not matter who you are, nor to which race you belong nor who is your teacher, come let us speak about God.”