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Ishaq with sons Dan and Shems at Sladden Park, Eugene

Dear Friends in Heart,
As I contemplate what to say about my friend Ishaq at the close of our time on earth together, I wanted to write less of the Sufi teacher who inspired and guided his students, but more about the human being which I had come to know over many years: friend, parent, neighbor, colleague, musician.

And yet the sufi teacher which Ishaq embodied shines out as the driving passion of his life on earth. All the qualities that sometimes made earthly life difficult for him were servants to his unwavering realization of the Reality. He stubbornly refused to be anyone else. He exemplifies the teachings on single mindedness. The
passing hot topics of the day did not interest him much-the political landscape, emotional tides of interest did not move him. His intelligence and talents were focused on the gathering of lovers to experience the unity of all souls.

He served like a court musician, like the Ghandarvas of the court of Indra and his realization of that realm was so strong, it seems to me that his life energy focused on manifesting that beautiful makaam where ever possible-from his living room with crying twin babies to a hot springs in the wild to the Oregon Country Fair.

Again, this quality could seem like an amazing manifestation of clarity of purpose or a real pain in the patoot depending on the circumstances. In our younger days, the playful Krishna quality he possessed so abundantly, especially when we were having meetings,
could erupt during our "serious" issues and derail the proceedings.

I sometimes had to separate him from other like minded "trouble makers!" This might be news to you who experienced his skillful leadership running meetings either with the Red Cross or the board of NWSC.

This may be because he had a living realization that this life is passing and we will be giving everything back really very soon. Just what is there that we should take seriously?

Another example: Salik and I asked Ishaq to come up to officiate at our wedding. He arrived, wildly decorated guitar case in hand, and performed the ceremony in stocking feet, stopping the ceremony in the middle to sing us a "surprise" gift of a song with words of Rumi: "
this love between us has no beginning and no end." Our friends from Singapore and Yugoslavia were a little confused about this "priest."

Charming or irritating? Simply Ishaq.

Ishaq manifested a very clear vision of what constituted spiritual practice. His dance leading in particular in Eugene in the 70's and 80's when we were living as neighbors, always focused on the basics-rhythm, melody, movements and most of all, transmission. He had less to say about what one might feel or think or imagine about the
spiritual content or historical context of the dances and far more actual practice of the basic elements by which the dances transform our being-again this could be irritating or enlightening depending on your state. Practicing a melody over and over until everyone got it could take a really long time some nights! For me he provided a very
high bar in spiritual dance leadership and the legacy of this training and attunement has spread to those who don't even know his name. He was one of the very first leaders in the West of the moving, melodically harmonizing zikrs which many mureeds think are traditional. Yet in our lifetime Ishaq is someone who helped create and expand that practice.

Though there is a great deal more I could write, I do want to say that there was/is one area of human life that I know he found wonderful and that kept him on the earth for many years beyond what is health might have allowed: love of his children. To ask about "the kids" was to see his face light up with joy. He knew that his children are the best, most fabulous, capable of anything. He was proud of everything they did and I experienced his love for them as
unconditional. My feeling is that if he could not give them everything money could buy, he did give them what no treasury on earth can purchase.

It seems to me that Ishaq's soul was a bridge between the past of the realized masters and the present day. Our zikrs together in Eugene were some of the highest and deepest journeys I've experienced. He told me twice that what he wanted when he passed was 24 hour zikr-which I know his mureeds and friends are just naturally taking up as
they remember him.

I'll end this with a piece of a letter he sent out in 1999 in response to some kefluffle we were "seriously" all involved in:(which I can't even remember at this time:>)
"When you were initiated those many years ago , you were not initiated into an organization. You were hooked up and linked with the illuminated souls, with the pirs and murshids of all the Sufi orders. A door was opened and a connection was made to the Living Light. A world of potentiality was opened.

Let go of what leaves you stuck, leaves you dissatisfied.

Our spiritual connection is not based on an organization. I know that the spiritual hierarchy is a reality and it is not bound by man or woman made rules. If the Hierarchy is more real than creation itself, how can it be hedged in by limitations of an organization?
I believe five minutes of deep prayer is worth a lifetime of feeling tortured by organizational issues."

As he often said "above the heaven of Ishaq (laughter) is a gate that reads : 'abandon tension all ye who enter.' But don't get stuck there in that state."

And in closing, I wish to express my deep and personal gratitude to Anna Armaiti, Ishaq's partner, who kept him healthy and with us for much longer than might otherwise have been so. To the Eugene community and Ishaq's students, may your hearts be filled with the music of the spheres for I believe there you will find the living presence of our friend and your sheikh.

Love,
Majida Inayat Nelson

Beloved Ones of God,

Our friend Ishaq lived his relationship with the Divine Beloved with
the whole truth of his being. His love and devotion were unmistakable
and not mixed with any political agenda or ambition. We have been
honored by his presence among us. His children are all such beings of
Light and Good Will. His legacy lives in so many mureeds and friends.
We will honor his birthday at the Northwest Camp, as has been the case
for so many years. This year the celebration will take the form of a
zikr and memorial. Knowing his preferences one expects many to sing
and play into the night. And we will all endeavor to go forward in
this path from God to God in God.

Love and Blessings,

Wali Ali

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Jerry Jud, Amira, Dan and Ishaq at Dan's graduation from USC

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Crystal, Shems and Ishaq during a rousing bout of mini-golf

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Ishaq and Shems at Sweet Creek Falls trail overlook

Beloved Ones of God, dearest family,mureeds,and friends of Ishaq,

Greetings of the Heart YA SALAAM!

I send you all deep support in our grief at losing a dear teacher, friend and family member. We will miss Ishaq's physical presence, the music of his heart, the graceful way he moved through our lives, so easy going yet so deep and profound.

I have every confidence that he held no fear of death and met the opportunity he faced with willingness and skillfulness. He is a wonderful example for us of how to make the teachings a reality, which he did with his life and now caries with him to the next adventure.

Shortly before my own teacher, Murshid Samuel Lewis passed, he was teaching from his commentaries called Akibayat on Hazrat Inayat Khan teaching on Life after Death. He repeated again and again, "The connection between the Murshid and mureed is in no way dependent on one or the other being in the body." This has proven true for Murshid
Sam and, inshallah, this will also hold true for Sheikh Ishaq, especially with his mureeds.

Ishaq, along with his then wife, Mariam (Baker) were amongst the pioneers of establishing the Sufi Message in the Pacific Northwest. I remember many times visiting their 'temple' in their backyard where all manner of sufi activities transpired.

Years later, Ishaq moved to Marin County, most likely to be near his children and we taught classes together for several years. While in Marin he battled a foot infection that landed him in the hospital. I remember looking at the large section of the bottom of his foot the doctors had cut out and remaking that it looked like a map of Italy.

The doctors wanted to amputate, but Ishaq brought his own healing efforts to bear and went on to walk easily again.

I believe the Pacific Northwest was delighted when he moved back to Eugene. He began there and will always remain a pillar of strength for his community to lean on.

Ishaq, we wish you everything wonderful, Bon Voyage! and YA SALAAM! and to Anna, to Ishaq's family and mureeds and friends, we circle around you in grieving the loss of our dear friend.

Much love, Shabda

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Ishaq with sister, Ginger, at Christmas at Timshel, 2005