Red Lines of the Inner Master
The Inner Master gives the Soul many opportunities, until it can thrive slowly. Inner Master is the true lover of the soul. He completely cares only for the soul and loves the soul.
He ignores many of our mistakes, but sometime our pure extravagance makes him to teach us a new lesson. Sometimes he uses humor or comic. Maybe it would be some kind of inner voice, maybe it is something that happens in everyday life. It makes no difference, but what is quite clear is that he will face us with our own mistakes.
The following story is somewhat humorous and comedic, but it shows the humor of the Inner Master and how and in what ways he confronts the soul with his mistakes.
About 18 years ago, in 2001, my first book on the teachings of Bani in Iran was published. At that time it was not forbidden to follow BANI in Iran like it is now. After the spiritual seminar in 2002; about 2000 people in our area participated the seminar. At that seminar, I was giving a talk on how to teach BANI to the family. After the seminar, Shams Tabrizi, in the Inner Planes, gave me the necessary warnings to stop the activities. And before the ban on teachings in Iran, I stoped the sessions. About six months later, BANI teachings in Iran was banned by the Iranian government.
They summoned me and the Iranian government pledged me not to hold the BANI meetings anymore. While they were wondering how come I had closed the meetings earlier than they do any actions.
I went back to my hometown to my wife and my child. A year has gone by. I was sad that I couldn’t hold BANI meetings anymore.
One day, I went to the bookstore. I bought some books. Suddenly I saw a book I had written among the books. I was amazed. What is my book doing here?! Teachings were forbidden. It was very strange they had my book in the bookstores. Because the Iranian government had banned all books about BANI . I picked up the book to buy.
Suddenly the Book Seller got surprised to see my picture on the book as the author of the book.
He didn’t want to get any money for the book, but I insisted. Gradually, we got into discussion of BANI teachings. I was weak for a year of being away from activities and I felt so attached to the conversation. So with praise and strong reasoning, I was getting him intrigued by the so-called choice of wise words. And I got caught in Avidya.
There was no one to tell me you mixed up yourself with Charles Dickens and Victor Hugo or probably you were confused yourself with BANI masters. The book seller had no choice but to listen to my high-flown speech. I think he was feeling nauseous, but I kept going. Talking too much is a reaction that activates the throat chakra and wastes our spiritual energy.
I bombarded him with my sage words for about 1 hour. Avidya is one of the dangers we have to be very careful about.
After an hour, like a showy peacock, I grabbed my book to get out of his store. But suddenly I was flying like a stork and falling on my face to the ground. If anyone were to see me, it would probably seemed like the blind man who did not see the edge of the storefront door, his foot twisted and he is flying suspended in the air. The sound of my crashing on the ground was completely reflected and people were watching me. The Book Seller ran to help me get up off the ground, my glasses were tilted and I was like a failed army soldier who needed a hospital after the war.
In the meantime, I asked the Inner Master; “Why did this happen?”
Master replied, “This is the boundary between self-realization and selfishness.”
It is interesting to know that the name of my book was Self-Realization.
May the Blessings Be
Kaateb