A peaceful woman sat quietly on her front porch drinking her tea and watching the birds frolic. One day a stranger was walking by and saw the peaceful woman sitting on the porch. Taken by her calm abiding, she asked if she could join her. The peaceful woman welcomed the stranger, and offered her a cup of tea.
The Sufi poets say that there is a sacred organ of perception. With this sacred organ one can see the world of angels. We can develop such an organ, and with it we might just see angels all around us: the humming birds that feed off the bright red flowers in summertime, the little beetles that go about doing their busy work all day, even our neighbors who do similar busy work. All beings are angels when perceived through the sacred organ of perception, and they are little devils as well.