The
saloks of Sheikh Farid
Ji guide the seeker toward the devotion of the one absolute IkOankar (the Divine), which is the true purpose of life. In these saloks, Farid Ji shares that our time in this world is finite, and thus, one should immediately turn to the devotion of IkOankar without delay. However, due to attachment to transient things and relationships, many forget this truth and become entangled in vices, leading to a perpetually restless and uneasy life. However, the being who embraces virtues such as remembrance of IkOankar, love, humility, tolerance, patience, contentment, selfless service, and righteous living, experiences the bliss of connection with IkOankar even while leading a householder’s life. Their life becomes comfortable and peaceful.
pharīdā thīu pavāhī dabhu.
je sāṁī loṛahi sabhu.
iku chijahi biā latāṛīahi.
tāṁ sāī dai dari vāṛīahi.16.
-Guru Granth Sahib 1378
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In the sixteenth stanza, Sheikh Farid urges himself into a different way of being: become the grass of the path. In the Qur’an and Islam more broadly, the virtue of humility is considered one of the greatest virtues—humility before the Divine, humility towards creation, and humility towards all people, including those with whom we may not agree or even like. It is as if Sheikh Farid had asked himself, How can I learn to be humble? How can I see the Owner, IkOankar (One Creative and Pervasive Force, 1Force, the One), everywhere? The response: Become the grass of the path. The grass Sheikh Farid is referring to is dabh—this is not just grass that fills a yard, this is a type of grass that is shredded and straw-like. It is often too rough to walk barefoot. It is only after the dabh is trampled by shoes, wheels, and hooves that it starts to become soft. If we want to see the beloved One, if we wish to experience the presence of the Owner everywhere, we ought to become like that dabh. We ought to cultivate humility.
Sheikh Farid says, like the grass, you may get cut. You may get trampled. It is after this that you will be accepted at the door of IkOankar. As this grass gets cut and trampled, it softens. Suddenly, those barefoot travelers can walk on it without fear of sharpness or thorniness. This type of grass, once softened, is used to make mats that are then used as surfaces to sit on in religious places. In a way, then, this grass, once trampled, becomes worthy of being in such spaces. Can we become like this through a similar kind of practice? Can we let people ‘walk’ on us, become this humble, this soft, this compassionate, this forgiving? Can we become worthy of experiencing the presence of IkOankar? Can we rid ourselves of our sharpness and thorniness? Treading the path is hard for everyone—will we make it easier? Will we lean into our softness?
