Spring Returns and the Phoenix Rises

Every year, right around Naw-Ruz (‘New-Day’, the Vernal Equinox), for a few days the angle of the setting sun pours a luminous angel-orb across my living-room floor and through the bedroom door. Spring Equinox brings to mind the shamanic “dream-hunters” who learn to deftly slip between the tectonic plates of truth and deception to weave the light that illumines our way. A powerful time for transformation!

And a time of renewal after late winter fasting when the heart, somewhat less fettered by  demands of the material world, can fly, feathered and free, from the nether realms to lands of light and vision in search of  ‘the Beloved’.

The mind and the heart live within and can inform each other. When we pause to listen deeply to the dialogue between these lovers, what can we hear?  What is the wound that can be healed?  What is the wise sound that can be heard?                                                     And  …what is the Beloved for you, and how flies your bird?

“Lovers don’t finally meet somewhere. They’re in each other all along.”    – Rumi  

– Hugh  Smiley         hughsmiley.livecords.com

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