Ha Ha Ha!

The Persian poet, Hafiz, writes about laughter in a poem by the same name. He writes that laughter is “the glorious sound of a soul waking up” . . . . He speaks of the Beloved, who asks us to bring to the Beloved our “magic movements of hands and feet and glands and cells […]


The great mystics tell us that in order for the heart to open, for the brilliance of the heart to emanate, it must be shattered. It is said that the heart opens in one of two ways: through great pain or immense joy. Both catapult the experiencer beyond the ordinary moment, even beyond linear time.