Mirror of Remembrance

It is said that the eye is the mirror of the Soul, so 

I ask you, oh Friend, how does the eye see itself , and how does the soul come to know itself - eye and soul being one, as it were?

Of course, the eye is born for seeing, and seeing is filled with the desire for knowing.

But how can the eye truly know what it is, if all it sees is 'everything else but itself' - when all “that”, which is constantly reflected upon its tender surface, is nothing but a reflection of 'otherness', of seer and seen.

To see itself, the soul must find a true mirror upon which to gaze, and by some powerful allure, turn away from 'otherness'.

If you are fortunate enough to find such a mirror, that shines brilliantly in the light of Truth, perhaps your eye will feel some intangible nostalgia, recognizing that reflection as its own.

Then will your 'seeing' be transformed into recognition.  

When Rumi recognized Shems, with all his heart, he was gone in an instant! May your eye too, recognizing itself in that reflection, lose itself;

When this happens, your eye will see truly, remembering it is not alone, and if that remembering becomes persistent, and strong with surrender, it too will become lost in the Sun of Truth.

Now when your soul looks upon the world, it no longer sees 'everything else' as 'other', it sees everything else as it truly is - a reflection of itself, and you eye will know the full measure by which 'self is other', and 'other is self'.