Like the swirling dance of the Dervish, the musical compositions of a young Muslim woman propel us from the war-torn landscape of the Middle East to the Thirteenth Century tableaux of the encounter of Rumi with his teacher, Shams of Tabriz. The path of the heroine leads to her enlightenment and ours, as the war within us is faced and transformed.
Inspired by the poetry of the Sufi mystic Jalaluddin Rumi, as rendered by Coleman Barks, the author Dennis Spain conceived and mentally outlined the storyline during a “walking meditation” workshop held on the Big Island of Hawaii.
A year after the completion of the screenplay, the idea was conceived to also publish the story as a graphic novel.
When award-winning artist Natalie Marino joined the project, it was quickly realized that this book would be like no other graphic novel…and, in fact, would initiate a new genre in the arts: museum quality images in the graphic novel format.
FROM THE POPULAR BLOG OF mysticsaint.blogspot.com:
Shams (Shams-e-Tabriz) was the spiritual master to Rumi. In Sufi tradition, spiritual master or guide is the successor, the inheritor of the Prophet Muhammad. As the Prophet passed down his spiritual illumination from heart to heart to his companions, so is the role of a Sufi shaikh or master.
Shams was a wandering dervish. Rumi first met him in Konya (a city in modern day Turkey) in the winter of 1244, when he was riding past the sugar merchants’ stalls and Shams suddenly reached up and grabbed the reins of his horse. Shams asked Rumi some mind boggling metaphysical questions in the context of Islamic theology and mystical illumination.
That particular exchange and meeting of minds led on to a deep bond of love and friendship which developed between the two. They would spend months together in khalwa [spiritual seclusion and meditation, just as Prophet used to do regularly prior to his illumination], suhba [spiritual conversation] and dhikr [remembrance of God]. Shams opened up a part of Rumi’s heart which was ready for a spiritual awakening; he unfolded like a flower at dawn. The jealousy of Rumi’s students led to Shams disappearing once or twice, and then finally he was never found again. Rumi went into mourning.
He was seen turning and turning and turning in the market-place to the sound of the gold-beater’s hammer. To Rumi, this sound was the repetition of the Name of Allah. He adopted a special mourning robe, and a honey- coloured hat, symbolising a tombstone. He also made a hexagonal guitar, explaining that, “The six angles of this guitar explain the mystery of the six corners of the world; its string explains the hierarchy of spirits unto God.”
This was the beginning of the whirling; although the formal sema [the whirling ceremony] as we know it today came through the son of Rumi, Sultan Velid, who formalized the Mevlevi Order.
:: Credit: quoted mostly from a beautiful interview: “Dust on the Path of Muhammad” of Shams Friendlaer in Islamica Magazine.