Here there is no we or I or this or that

by Sharafuddin Maneri

English version by Paul Jackson


Here there is no we or I or this or that:
He remains, He remains, He remains!

-- from Sharafuddin Maneri: The Hundred Letters (Classics of Western Spirituality), by Sharafuddin Maneri / Edited by Paul Jackson

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Commentary by Ivan M. Granger

This is just such a beautiful ecstatic utterance of the essential nature of reality. All the divisions and categories of objects and people and identity are finally seen as empty, gossamer thin sketches.

Here there is no we or I or this or that

It is all a surface seeming, while beneath there is always only one fluid substance of being. When we finally relax the focus enough to no longer be entranced by the ripples and waves, then we finally see only the expanse of ocean. Waves rise and fall and have no real existence outside the ocean; yet the ocean remains.

He remains, He remains, He remains!



Recommended Books: Sharafuddin Maneri

Sharafuddin Maneri: The Hundred Letters (Classics of Western Spirituality) In Quest of God: Maneri's Second Collection of 150 Letters A Book of Uncommon Prayer Early Sufi Masters: Sharafuddin Maneri and Abdullah Ansari





Here there is no we