{"id":7167,"date":"2021-05-28T06:52:18","date_gmt":"2021-05-28T13:52:18","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.poetry-chaikhana.com\/blog\/?p=7167"},"modified":"2021-05-28T06:52:18","modified_gmt":"2021-05-28T13:52:18","slug":"niffari-stand-at-the-throne","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.poetry-chaikhana.com\/blog\/2021\/05\/28\/niffari-stand-at-the-throne\/","title":{"rendered":"Niffari – Stand at the Throne"},"content":{"rendered":"

Stand at the throne (from The Standing Of the Presence Chamber and the Letter)
\nby Niffari (Muhammad ibn al-Hasan an-Niffari)<\/a><\/strong><\/p>\n

English version by Michael A. Sells<\/font><\/p>\n

He said to me:
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Stand at the throne.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 I saw the sanctuary.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 No gaze attained it.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 No cares entered it.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 In it I saw the doors of every reality.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 I saw the doors on fire.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 In the fire was a sanctuary.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Nothing could enter it but the sincere act.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 When it entered, it came to the door.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 When it came to the door, it stood for the reckoning
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 I saw the reckoning
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 single out what was for the face of God
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 from what was for the other-than-him.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 I saw the reward was other-than-him.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 I saw that the act, sincere in him and for him alone,
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 raised from the door to the highest plane of vision.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 When it was raised, there was written upon the door:
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cIt has passed the reckoning.\u201d<\/p>\n

Eat from my hand,
\nDrink from my hand
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Or you will not be equal to my obedience.<\/p>\n

If you do not obey me on my account,
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 You will not be equal to my worship.<\/p>\n

If you cast off your fault
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 you will cast off your ignorance.<\/p>\n

If you recall your fault
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 you will forget your lord.<\/p>\n

In the garden
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 is everything thought can bear
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 and behind it more.<\/em><\/p>\n

<\/a> \u2014 from Early Islamic Mysticism: Sufi, Quran, Miraj, Poetic and Theological Writings (Classics of Western Spirituality)<\/a>, by Michael A. Sells<\/font><\/p>\n


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There is so much to explore in this \u201cstanding\u201d that I leave it with you to contemplate. Just a few of my own thoughts\u2026<\/p>\n

Nothing could enter it but the sincere act.<\/i><\/p>\n

I love that.<\/p>\n

I saw the reckoning
\nsingle out what was for the face of God
\nfrom what was for the other-than-him.<\/I><\/p>\n

The day of reckoning, Judgment Day, is when we are sifted to discover what in us is a pure reflection of the face of God from that which is \u201cother-than-him.\u201d But Niffari sees that even the \u201creward\u201d is \u201cother-than-him.\u201d He seems to be reminding us that to truly pass the \u201creckoning,\u201d we must seek the Eternal not for the sake of a promised heavenly reward, but for the Eternal alone. <\/p>\n

I saw that the act, sincere in him and for him alone,
\nraised from the door to the highest plane of vision.
\nWhen it was raised, there was written upon the door:
\n\u201cIt has passed the reckoning.\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n

A sacred puzzle: The reward is not the reward; God is the reward.<\/p>\n

Eat from my hand,
\nDrink from my hand
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Or you will not be equal to my obedience.<\/i><\/p>\n

This is a statement of inner mystical initiation. Depth here to explore\u2026<\/p>\n

If you cast off your fault
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 you will cast off your ignorance.<\/p>\n

If you recall your fault
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 you will forget your lord.<\/i><\/p>\n

I love these lines too. A reminder to us that obsessing on faults, imperfections, or sins keeps us cut off from the Divine. The proper approach is not to linger on one\u2019s personal or spiritual failures; that simply strengthens the illusory walls between the individual awareness and the Eternal. No, one must see those \u201cfaults\u201d clearly, and seeing them clearly no longer cling to them, allowing them to simply fall away without self-condemnation.<\/p>\n

We define ourselves by our faults, and create spiritual separation through self-condemnation. When we let them simply fall, the walls we imagined separating ourselves from the Eternal show themselves to have never been. \u201cIgnorance\u201d finally disappears and we we have all along been standing in the presence of the Divine.<\/p>\n

In the garden
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 is everything thought can bear
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 and behind it more.<\/i><\/p>\n


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<\/a>Recommended Books: Niffari (Muhammad ibn al-Hasan an-Niffari)<\/font><\/b><\/p>\n\n

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Early Islamic Mysticism: Sufi, Quran, Miraj, Poetic and Theological Writings (Classics of Western Spirituality)<\/a><\/small><\/td>\nThe Mawaqif and Mukhatabat of Muhammad Ibn \u2018Abdi \u2018L-Jabbar Al-Niffari With Other Fragments<\/a><\/small><\/td>\n<\/a><\/small><\/td>\n<\/a><\/small><\/td>\n<\/a><\/small><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
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Iraq (? \u2013 965) Timeline<\/a>
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Little is known about the life of Muhammad ibn \u2018Abd al-Jabbar ibn al-Hasan an-Niffari. <\/p>\n

He is often considered to be an early Sufi, though his name does not formally appear in any of the Sufi lineage charts. <\/p>\n

Niffari was from Mesopotamia (the broad region that makes up modern day Iraq and Iran), but he wrote primarily in Arabic and he died in Egypt.<\/p>\n

Niffari\u2019s Book of Standings (Kitab al-Mawaqif) is a fascinating collection of visionary poems. The \u201cstandings\u201d referred to in the book has a rather subtle meaning in that each poem or chapter refers to a unique way in which he is made to stand before God. By this, Niffari seems to be suggesting that he is made to be present, straight, alive in the Real.<\/p>\n

More poetry by Niffari (Muhammad ibn al-Hasan an-Niffari)<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Stand at the throne (from The Standing Of the Presence Chamber and the Letter) by Niffari (Muhammad ibn al-Hasan an-Niffari) English version by Michael A. Sells He said to me: \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Stand at the throne. \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 I saw the sanctuary. \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 No gaze attained it. \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 No cares entered it. \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 In it I saw […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3],"tags":[2420,1511,193,719,2421,2419,2418,19,2417],"class_list":["post-7167","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry","tag-judgment","tag-judgment-day","tag-muslim-poetry","tag-niffari","tag-reckoning","tag-reward","tag-sanctuary","tag-sufi-poetry","tag-throne"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.poetry-chaikhana.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7167","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.poetry-chaikhana.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.poetry-chaikhana.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.poetry-chaikhana.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.poetry-chaikhana.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=7167"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.poetry-chaikhana.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7167\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":7168,"href":"https:\/\/www.poetry-chaikhana.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7167\/revisions\/7168"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.poetry-chaikhana.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=7167"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.poetry-chaikhana.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=7167"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.poetry-chaikhana.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=7167"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}