A spontaneous Satsang recorded in Portugal
The Self is like light - it has no colour. The Beingess and the body is like a prism and when the light hits this prism, all the colours come out. These colours are what you call your mind and the world. The substratum of this colourful existence is always here - this unimaginable light.
Music: Yeghish Manukian - Duduk, track 5