Samâ
by Maristella Tagliaferro
A note rises from the ney, it vibates in the air, rotating it draws a spiral. From the breath of the dervish come other notes, propelling the first one into the ether, tracing an arc wide and luminous that falls into another universe. There, the notes arrive like seeds of Light, they rest on the ground, shortly they will sprout. The dancers whirl following the rythm of the drums, now slow now fast. In the vortex of the dance the cells are purified until they vibrate and shine. Revolving, the mystic admires a pure and blazing fire, an ascending glow. He sets his heart free, makes it rise out of the pit of materiality and ascend to meet the Light of Love that creates everything.
Love Joy Gratitude
Origins
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Swirls of light dancing in spirals, galaxies disclose from the infinite depths of the Universe. Baby stars, planets in their infancy move in unison in the perennial celestial creation. It is our de-sire, our nostalgia of the stars that leads us to the observation and pr…
Samâ
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S’alza una nota dal flauto nay, vibra nell’aria, ruotando disegna una spirale. Dal soffio del derviscio arrivano altre note, la sospingono nell’etere, a tracciare un arco ampio e luminoso che ricade in un altro universo. Lì, le note arrivano come semi di Luce, si poggiano sul terreno, a breve germoglieranno. Ruotano i danzatori seguendo il ritmo…