Every year, right around Naw-Ruz (‘New-Day’, the Vernal Equinox), there are a few days when the angle of the setting sun pours a luminous angel-orb across my living-room floor and through the bedroom door.
It’s a time of renewal after late winter fasting when the heart, somewhat unfettered by the 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.
New AndaLuz Centre for Authentic Dialogue 