About 500 years ago near Lahore, there was a famous campus of Sufi mystics. People used to come from far and wide to Lahore to be with the mystic gathering. 
Once while travelling Guru Nanak reached there. He was just relaxing outside the Sufi campus when the Chief Sufi heard that Nanak was there. Both of them did not understand each other’s language, but the Sufi Mystic had to communicate in some way. So, he sent one of his disciples to Nanak with a beautiful cup completely filled to the brim with milk. The cup was so full that even one more drop of milk could not be contained in it.
Nanak looked at the cup full of milk, smiled and started looking around. Then he found a small wild flower and carefully floated it in the cup full of milk. The wildflower was so light that, without disturbing the milk it started floating in it. Nanak gave the signal to the man to take the cup of milk back.
The man was puzzled. He returned to the Sufi Chief with the milk and asked his master, “Please explain this wordless secret to me. What is going on between the two of you?”
The Chief Mystic smiled and replied, “In fact, I had sent that cup full of milk to indicate to Nanak that, he should move on to some other place, as this place is already too full with Sufi Mystics, just like this cup of milk. But Nanak has managed to float a flower in it, indicating that, he will be here just like this weightless, fragrant, beautiful wild flower floating with us. He will not occupy any space nor will he disturb us…!”
The Sufi mystic reached Nanak and touched his feet. No words were exchanged. Nanak became their guest, singing his songs and the Sufis dancing and enjoying the divinity. And the day Nanak left, they all gathered to see him off. All the Sufis, including the Chief Mystic were crying. A great communion happened without a single word….!
Moral of the Story …..
Friends, the essential message can be conveyed without any language, without any words. It is not a communication about the experience of the truth, but a communion which transpires only in absence of words, only at the being to being level.
Enlightenment has no language, but it is capable of finding ways of conveying the rejoicing, the blissful state of the being, the truth, love, compassion and all the greatest human experiences ….the highest peaks of consciousness.
Have a Great Day Friends!
Sangeeta Hegde
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