Hridaya

 

Resting the mind in the heart is the beginning and end of the spiritual journey. At first the heart is just a beating pump, a jug of blood. Yet as we rest the mind here, a golden wholeness enfolds the body-mind. The heart space pulses with the gentlest breath, soft but ineffably powerful, especially when permeated by the sound of the mantra, imbued with the name of the Beloved like an unstruck gong.

The heart is an ever-expanding energy-field that warms the soul, melts the mind… heals sickness… dissolves stress… This glow outshines your form, for the heart is no longer in the body, the body is in the heart. Hridaya, more luminous than the sun, beams compassion through all time and space, comforts your ancestors for seven generations past and to come, threads every atom to a star, entangling galaxies in the wonder-woven garment of God's infinite light.

Why not bathe your home, your village, these meadows and hills, and this entire planet in the radiance of your heart? I'm pretty sure this is why you are here.

Photo by Bahman Farzad