Matthieu Paley Photography

Back from faraway and I now find time to share some more Iranian slice of life… this is maybe poorly translated, but the intention is there… I have been trying to get in touch with Bahman .izadi.lut for 3 weeks, but nothing, no reply, as with many of my other iranian friends. It’s very frustrating not to know what is going on.
Iranians are a very poetic bunch and I especially loved spending time with Bahman - what kindness and energy! We met in the Lut Desert when I crossed it for in 2018 with many other academic professors from various iranian universities. It was an incredible experience, such unique opportunity. Now when I was back in Shiraz for , of course I met with Bahman, and he took me to the tomb of Hafeez, one of the greatest Sufi mystics and poets. People drop bombs… meanwhile for Hafeez, the path to the Divine was through the heart rather than rigid legalism. He often spoke of “The Beloved”(God), using the language of human longing and romance to describe the soul’s desire for union with the Creator.

I find balance when I can feed both hearts… the nomadic and the sedentary hearts. The sedentary heart can get old quickly and needs to be shuffled by the nomadic dude in neon pink colours and the hairs of a yak or any otherworldly beasts that grinds their teeth at night, that is my point. Here, enjoy the second part of day 6, I am sorry I am delaying but I got busy as I am back home and trees are such glamorous attention seekers, with their delicate leaves and pretty looks. Not to worry, all the days will come in due time, as in life, much love, Matthieu