The Reiki Cafe 

Media, my media, my media.

My Journalism graduate school studies [summarized]

1. Be objective
2. Find truth ~ and be relentless about it
3. Take one ethics course, focusing on thoughts, philosophies of dead, white males who were in power. Be sure your school has at least one minority faculty member so you can tell prospective employers the esteemed
learning institution you sprang from used the word 'diversity' in their catalogue

4. Forget numbers 1 & 2 ~ there is only one goal in media: $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$

How?: sell air time, print space, tv slots, advertisement.

5. [BIG SECRET]

/~Media success is NOT about who is first OR best at telling the TRUTH; it is always about who is the most clever, subtle, creative, artistic, stylistic, convincing, systematic, persuasive, theatrical, at *****GETTING THEIR STUFF ACCEPTED AS TRUTH*****~\ [whether it is or not, no matter]

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[The Am-I-in-a-twisted-fairy-tale-nightmare?-
And-what-do-I-need-to-do-to-wake-up? check-in]

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After the 9-11 bombing, my 6-year-old called a family meeting. He was grave. Uncharacteristically serious. He wanted to do something to 'push the sad away.'

The President used jihad-speak at his recent press conference. He used apocyalptic descriptors like 'evil one.' This allowed him to boil down
global,
social,
cultural,
economic,
spiritual,
philosophically-complex earthfamily issues
into neatly compressed
Rocky-and-Bullwinkle-versus-Boris-and-Natasha packaging].

After patting his hidden six-shooter [surely there must have been one inside his lapel pocket?], talking about 'smoking them out of their caves' like Dirty-Harry-revised sans Magnum, the 'leader of the free world'

[What does that phrase mean anyway?] ~

does an about-face. He gets Ozzie-and-Harriet-in-primetime paternal ~ like your friendly cub scout pack leader, a Mr. Roger's personna w/out the gentleness and no soft sweater.

Our president asks each American child ~ mine too, to send $1 to help Afghani children and even do some car washes with a cherry on top.

Has our President ~ a collective Father figure ~ now chosen to become a global parent who kills a[many] child[ren], and then makes things better, by taking the corpse[s] out for a[some] double-dip ice cream cone[s]?

Food and bombs??? Surely each droppage has a homing device to separate the wheat from the chaff?

Feed or bleed?
Eat or exterminate?
Lunch or crunch?
Nourish or perish?
Meals and squeals?

Does anyone else view this as insane?

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Right now, the US of A is probably not joining Mother Theresa on the fast-track to sainthood in anyone's faith system. I feel we red, white and blew it.

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Does anyone know if our Islamic brothers and sisters have their version of weeping Rachel?

I believe so ...

I feel her crying and shivering one broken world away.

beau ~/ \~

I was chilled also when I read the words & my spirit dropped to the floor,expecting more from our President.
The information coming out now to consider the anthrax as related to Bin Laden concerns me...that may prove to be true but right now thats a jump.
Beau, brace yourself...its going to be a long,rocky ride.
Wish I had words of wisdom, but I dont. I refuse to give up on us though. Somehow, love will prevail.
Looking at all the sides of the issue..Im at a loss for what is the right thing to do....torn by logic, instinct to survive, emotion, spirit....so I concentrate on finding the calm inside & bringing that up so I can feel it. Having difficulty these days, but creating peace in self is one way to deal with the insanity around us.
Namaste,
holobon

Namaste.

Thanks for wise words, from your deep living well.

/~gassho~\

Beau

Thank you for "venting" and sharing what a few, if not MANY are feeling also. There is nothing that I am going to be able to say to make "OK". Here in the west, we often want a quick-fix-it pill, but this will not be, not that it ever really works. There is much suffering, and the points I would like to clarify (having lived in both worlds - literally and figuratively)are:
*Americans are not hated, but foreign policies
*American government is not the only one to blame, and there should not be blame, there should be a time for understanding and reaching an equally "vital" solution, protecting and perserving all peoples dignity and security
*WE (all nations - global family should not be lip service) are responsible...governments acted and others looked away and others pretended they were justified/rightous (which is a word used all too often)
*The act that took place was beyond words, and the losses are indiscribable, and the ramifications that are to come about are beyond my comprehension...for the time
*You are not the only one that sees what you see...if that can give you any comfort, for it might, knowing that people's awareness and conscience is shifting/awakening. There is hope in that.
*There are many journalists that a reporting the truth, Americans, and many others. There are also many that are not...and that is understandable. It is part of the human condition I think, and TRUTH is after all, relative.
*Everything has a beginning and an end...that maybe a positive or not...we make it so, I believe.
*what we put out comes back...and that is the TRUTH. So, I chooose to put out????????, and I choose to have courage to ask the questions, and even more courage to hear the answers.
*I would like to also apologise(if that is possible) to the American nation as the people, for many are being led to believe that they are hated...that is not so, and hate is a very strong word. This is a convenient lie to use to justify politics. All people are good...choices are another matter. (incase you don't know this - I am moslem born, and so feel both sides and it weighs heavy on me - talk about dual personality :) )

Someone had passed these articles to me, for my knowledge of world history is very lacking in education - North America I know. I will include them in case you wish to view them, and perhaps reach your own understanding(s).

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- indymedia.org (many articles re.global coverage)
- there are others but they are included in e-mails

I often find the need to understand why...and then see where I can go from here. I wish for you, and your family, and all of us that we find our way as easily, harmoniously, and compassionately as possible.

May you have peace in all that you do,
Blessings to you and yours,
Dina

/~gassho~\

Thank you, friend. I would love any additional posts emailed.

What I struggle with is my journalism background; I know in politics/media it is not who we really are that counts or is authentically brought to light, but rather, how we sculpt a targeted impression conveyed strategically to elicit a desired response.

I long for a Reiki Circle wordless world dialogue/conversation ~ the only language affirming, confirming touch. One communication: Each earthfamily member is worth celebrating; each is touchworthy, loveable, of inviolate value, just for being: a human-being- entitlement-clause.

I love language so much; it hurts to see words used as a precursor to violence~justification, not as balm, nor toward mutual, honest exchange of concerns nor toward reconciliation & understanding.

Thanks for the reminder to live in the Light.

Every moment with my children has a distinct pain, knowing others [from U.S. and around the world] are inflicted with horrid losses. It does, though, make each routine, even the most mundane, more precious.

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There is a Zen story [do not remember the source] about a mouse being chased by a tiger. He scurries and hangs on a vine extendng over a cliff, starts to lose his footing, and begins to fall to his doom. Suddenly, he spots a strawberry hanging from the vine. At this moment, the tiger leaps, jaws wide, teeth bared. Reaching upward, the mouse takes a bite from the dangling fruit, and says, "Life, so sweet."

For me today: got to look for the strawberries.

~

Namaste.

Blessings, peace, light to you on your way. Thank you for contributing to the sanctuary and healing that floods this cafe.

Beau

You know what?

My daughter heard about this and said, "How can we send food if we're bombing them, Mommy, won't it get bombed?"

She's 10.

Even she gets it.

Namaste,

Mammabear

Thanks mamabear for wisechild sharing; let inno-Sense reign.

Dina and Terry ~ thanks for your comments about this taking a long time: I remembered these passages on time and our connection to the natural elements from a favorite author, Leslie Silko, of mixed ancestry, Pueblo, Laguna, Mexica and white.

For entire interview:

On her books: 'Ceremony' is a wonder; 'Almanac' is disturbing but incredible ~ as Silko wrote this 'fictional' work, parts of what she envisioned actually started happening in Central America.

Silko:

1]

"If you think, 500 years, that is how long Europeans are in the Americas, is not a very long time. Because for 18,000 years there is evidence, and perhaps longer, of the Pueblo people being in that land. So for 500 years of Christianity and the conflict with it, how many generations are this? Not that many.

"The interpretation of the old stories remains the same because of the oral tradition. It goes back through time so that the immediacy is now. It is very important how time is seen. The Pueblo people and the indigenous people of the Americas see time as round, not as a long linear string.

"If time is round, if time is an ocean, then something that happened 500 years ago may be quite immediate and real, whereas something inconsequential that happened an hour ago could be far away. Think of time as an ocean always moving.

"What is interesting to me about Einstein and post-Einsteinian physics and some of the discoveries in particle physics is what they have discovered about the nature of time. The curvature of time in space. So I grew up among people whose experience of time is a bit different. In their sense of time 500 years is not a far distance and that's why there is no need for the reinterpretation. That passage of time doesn't mean the same thing to us as it might mean in a culture where the people stretch the string out and say Oh, this was a long time ago. That is not the way my people experience time."

2] ~ [indigenous people defined]

"When I say indigenous people I mean people that are connected to the land for, let's say, a thousand or two thousand years. But of course human populations were always moving, moving, moving, and if it is true what scientists say that the mother of all of us is from Africa.

"We all spread from Africa. I use that term because I like to think about people all over the world. If I just say American Indian or Native American that is precise and that pinpoints what I am talking about for the moment. But my interest is in people that were connected to the land, indigenous all over the world including in Europe. The idea is if you were born - sure you have a place in this world. So everybody is indigenous. More specifically, I mean it to apply to populations who have been connected to a land for at least some thousands of years.

"You can see similarities in some of the struggles of indigenous peoples in Africa, in the Americas, in Asia. But then, if you go back in time, think about ancient people here and how the outsiders came in and brought in this other religion and began to destroy the tribal organization that the people here had ...

"I believe that human beings are a force of nature. Huge mass migrations like what happened in Rwanda, the boatloads of people from Albania to Italy, then you think Wow! people are like water, like waves. So we are natural, we are part of the natural world, we are not separate. There is some yearning, some longing, we know that we are part of the trees, and the earth, and the water. Although Christianity and other sorts of things have tried to come in and to separate us. That old, old longing is there."

Namaste ~ special thanks to all:

A day with my son, no tv, no newspapers, a river, piles of rocks to climb, the sight of a roaring dam: a workable healing route this day.

Beau

You have such a way with words...and, I am humbled. Please stay as you are, for if there are more of you, and many others on this cafe and others places, then this world will grow into what it is inteneded to be.

Blessings on us all,
Dina

Nothing beats the healing that comes from the smile of a child....unless it is the touch of their hand in yours. :)

Peace,
holobon

/*\ namaste,

Still looking for the strawberries? Look at the beautiful sleeping faces in your own home. :o}

As I was driving home from work last night, we had started getting a pretty good rain. (we need it!) Lovely temptation, warm night, cool rain.... hummmmmm. I couldn't resist rolling down the window and reaching out to feel it. Such a contrast in sensations. The soft warm night air....the cool raindrops pelting down so that it almost stings at 60 mph! You can feel the soft space like a pillow between the raindrops. Funny I don't remember ever doing this before, although I know that I have. (I like the summer rains...!)

Life is sweet. Someplaces just not as sweet as others.

We will get back to the place where it doesn't look so bleak. For now, just take a bit of happiness where you find it, and share it with others. Then multiply that by the thousands who are doing the same. I will not be counted with the doom-sayers. I recognize the inconsistencies of our government....they still live in the old energy. It is up to us to create and send the new energy...that has to do more with love than revenge. Certainly difficult, not impossible.. :o}}

Blessings, Golden Beau, to you and yours.....

/*\

Priestess

A pure delight to hear your voice and wisdom, as gentle healing rain to my screen~

Today I felt glad to be me. A lot comes from taking Holobon's advice about spending time within, in meditation. [Thanks Terry!!]

I had a mini~parental~satori. My six-year-old took a quarter from his kindergartner collection plate in Sunday school last week. Not filled with guile, he showed it to me and told me where he got it.

At first, I was upset, chagrined, felt I might have a criminal mind germinating in my own family and wanted to adopt a righteous tone with him. But I sat with it, breathed for a bit and saw I was just seeing him as an extension of myself ~ was worried about how I looked in a place where folks are supposed to look, act and be 'good.'

I mean, I can see he had a legitimate case: 'Hey, the coin was shining. And it was there!'

Had no idea how to effectively, age-development-wise, address the issue 'til ~ at my Lutheran Sunday School ~ a graduate student talked about her studies in Aristotilean ethics. She said Aristotles taught that for children [and I assume adults too] to acquire moral development, they have to have lots of practice, like using a muscle, to develop good moral habits.

An idea popped into my head: I gave Sam 25 cents for the Sunday School this week. An additional 25 cents that he had given me which he had taken from the collection the preceding week. I then gave him 25 cents that he could do whatever he wanted with. I told him I did not want to know what he spent it on ~ I reminded him he wanted to 'push the sad away' for the New York people [hey, I can quell some righteousness, but I am not above a bit of moralizing] but said, truly, it was up to him. And meant it.

This was in the car after Sunday school on the way to pick up his sister and bring her to regular service. The little guy burst into a nose bleed, all over his GQ-junior sport coat, white shirt and sandles. He stayed home for service, but I told him I still wanted at least two quarters from him. His trembling hand reached out & reluctantly handed me two quarters ~ I think I heard a whimper. He didn't want to. Quarters are fun, can buy candy, and can spin around artistically at the National Anthropolgoy Museum's twirling yellow tub.

Now the satori.

I was so filled with love, wonder and delight at my little guy's six-year-old grappling with a moral choice. I was not very concerned if he got it 'right' or if he 'pleased' me. I love that he is in the mix, engaging in an important life task, in the frey, making decisions and inquiries to the universe about what he stands for, who he is in the world. I loved him not getting it 'right' [my thought], him being in sacred process.

Then a thought: what if a Supreme being has the same [certainly magnified in awareness and intensity] delight towards me in the midst of my most destructive, fumbling, tentative, less-than-wondrous moral identity~expressions/choices.

Toward all of us, terrorists & fumbling world leaders too?

What if this Supreme Being/Force could live in the dynamic tension of mourning all who suffer, perpetrators, victims, family members, all on each side, be incredibly right in all~our midst ~ and still joyously celebrate our being 'on the way' ~ engaged in a glorious process of determining who we are individually & as an earthfamily. Both/and.

For me, the pain now has such an immediacy, a present presence. I like your idea of bringing peace by focusing on rain drops. And extending this thankful in-the-moment appreciation in our encounters with others. Truly, then, we shall "Brighten the corner, where we are."

I do not have the power to choose to bomb, or to not bomb. I have to find another way. I try to believe in a glorious design, a perfect order that exists ~ and is not dependent on our awareness, perception or experience. This cafe teaches me this is so.

If I stretch with hope and understanding, I can reach back and forward in my imagination into billions of years of delicate creational weaving. Here, I believe, in the light of compassion, love and forgiveness, the most heinous moral choices I and other earthfamily members have made, make, will make, are barely discernible eyelash-blinks.

We now ride sweeping tidal movements to destinies, mysterious, mostly unknown. Old castles in the sand/ways of being shall fall by the wayside, new patterns assuredly shall emerge. Living in the light, we can trust the design's beauty and outcome absolutely.

Thanks, healing community & Priestess, for reminding me to trust beauty within me ~ even when, at times, this too seems outside my awareness.

/~Namaste~\

/~gassho, my teacher~\

Beau

I was reading in "Hymns to an Unkown God", and these paragraphs made me think of you. So here they are:

"It is easy, even "normal," to look across the river and see our neighbor first as arival, next as an aggressor, and finally as an enemy of God whom are justified in destroying. But, without denying that we must struggle against social and political evils, the spiritual tradition makes it very clear that the only true holy war is one that begins within the soul of the individual. The battleground between good and evil, that terrifying place "Swept with confused alarms of struggle and flight, /Where ignorant armies clash by night" (Matthew Arnold, Dover Beach), is within me and you. The "face of the enemy" is one we construct from the disowned parts of our self-righteous ego.

Inspired teachers admonish us to remove the beam from our own eye before we attemt to take the splinter from our brother's ey, to descend into hell before we try to storm heaven, to become acquainted with our demons before we try to storm heaven, to become acquainted with our demons before we try to become angels.

The most certain mark of spirited men or women is their willingness to view the world through the lens of their own brokenness and to wrestle with their own tendency toward selfishness, greed, cruelty, arrogance, hate, apathy. If the spiritual life is visualized as a journey, as much of it is struggling to get out of the mud of sin-alienation-illusion as it is ascending to the peaks of inscight and enlightenment. To ascen the sacred mountain be prepared to descend again and again into the dark valley."

Blessings to you, and yours
Dina

NB. Kindergarten is as simple as it gets...and isn't that how it should be? :)

I must find this book. Thank you.

Kay Jamison's 'The Unquiet Mind' says the Chinese have a saying, "We must first make our beast beautiful, before we can heal him~her." [paraphrase]

Jacquelyn Small, Jungian, quotes Jung, [paraphrase, no longer have book] "Our shadow is our Holy Grist, our sparring partner, the foil ~ as we engage it with love our true self emerges."

So hard these days to see the dark, the beast, the shadow within us ~ your reading rang so true, we want to cast it upon another, displace it, act of if it has no part of us.
The notion 'enemy' allows us to bask in comfortable unawareness and hide from ourselves.

Creator, save us from ways of seeing that do not advance harmony, connection.

Many blessings, peace, love, light to you are yours.

Namaste

/~gassho, gentle teacher~\

Beau

Blessings to you....I needed to read that today, my friend.

Off to the job wars & no time to reply in depth...but you made me smile ( BIG SMILE)!!!

Namaste,
holobon

YES...dark valleys before us but it is our CHOICE to stay there or to ascend upward on the mountain....even a fall back into the valley does not change our ability to rise & go forward again, UNLESS WE BELIEVE IT TO BE SO.
Wow..you guys are giving me exactly what I need today...

peace, love & joy,
holobon

Reality-check please.

Suddenly, this week, each act ~ even, especially the mundane, the perfunctory [doing dished, purchasing cat litter, driving my child to church] have become imbude with a transcendent, terrible preciousness. I had a towel over my arm as I brought hot water for my son's foot sauna and flashed to being an altar boy delivering water and wine to priest. Everything is taking on a sacremental tint. I am thankful, yet humbled, I know the costs of this reality shift.

It is not fear, but awe, that has settled over me since 9-11. All the tiny fragments of my home, my life, my family, take on an incredible preciousness ~ I feel like a spouse going through the clothing of a deceased love-mate, lost in smells, memories, wondering at the transience, the ephemeral nature of our being. Does this echo with anyone else out there in etherland?

Everthing seems both fragile and glorious, both tenuous and enduring. A Sunday school member told the class in her studies, that in her studies of masters [Gandhi, MLKjr were mentioned] they can live comfortably in places of seeming contradiction, of apparent chaos. They live within the can't-be-yet-still-is dichotomy of co-existing opposites. They celebrate this creative, dynamic tension as a sign of wholeness & beauty.

For me, at times I wonder at my sanity. Heightened sensibility is a sign for me to call careproviders, to move toward greater self-care.

~

Aside:

Irish Catholic blurb

There is an old Irish joke:

"No Irishman/person is drunk as long as they can hold onto one blade of grass and not fall off the face of the earth."

Today, at daily mass, Helen, an 80+ year old woman who ~ though she hardly knows me ~ greeted me. She prays for me 4 to 5 times each day; this day she came to my pew after communion. I was in a different corner of the church. She is not a great walker, so this took effort. She held my hand tightly. Did not say a word. I could barely speak.

Thorton Wilder 'Our Town' has a character say that only a few; the poets, artists, the seers, are alive to how beautiful the world is. This is awakening in my awareness now.

I have many differences with the teachings of the faith of my childhood. But I know that these older ladies, the wondrous matriarchs who knead rosaries, who bow humbly before a great collective story, an ancient liturgy, are, for me, the grass blades that keep me from spinning off into darkness, chaos and insanity.

Holobon, you have no idea the comfort, light and peace your posts bring in my daily life. May you be blessed and upheld in your journey. May those who you minister to in your job-war, give thanks for your warmth and light in the manner of the one leper who remembered to return to healing's source. Thank you for allowing your healing light to shine through, here, now, especially at this time.

/~gassho, my teacher~\

Beau

/*\ Namaste :-}}

I have added reading of an "authorized" translation of the Koran to my journey.

- I will consult the head of our local Mosque what might be recommended for non-arabic speakers.

>:-}}

Reiki all around,

all blesssings,

Firekeeper

"Creator, save us from ways of seeing that do not advance harmony, connection"

Amen.
Dina

"Wow..you guys are giving me exactly what I need today..."

Isn't it always like that? I am continuly humbled and supported everytime I come in here, and always find the words I needed to hear/express/see. Thank you all for sharing this with. I truly appreciate it!!

Blessings to us all, in harmony and peace,
Dina

If I may intrude here... /*\

Beware as to reading just the translations as opposed to others interpretation of what it means to them. There are many versions of translation, and the most often found is by translators whose mother-tongue is not Arabic. Hence other influences there. One version you may find closest to just bare translation, and done so by an arabic speaker is by Rashad Khalifa. He was based in Tuscon, AZ. He is now passed on. There is one version that had a miss print and a couple of verses missing, other than that, I found his translations easier to grasp. Which ever you find and decide to look over, you will be amazed at how similarities there between all 3 Books...Torah, Bible, & Koran (or Quran).

I hope this was helpful, and not obtrusive.

Blessings to you on your journey.
Dina

/*\ Namaste :-}}

Most Kind.

Intrusive??

- nothing could be farther from the situation than that

>:-}}

As a Teacher once observed: I need all the help I can get.

- yes having worshipped in the Houses of all the Major Religions as part of the "youth program" I was in when I attended church way back when in Cleveland, Ohio - it never ceased to amaze me that at the bottom line the spiritual energy was all the same -

>:-}}

- it is the Masks we put on Spirit that get in the way.

- yes I will be careful about the translation I read -

- thanks for the reference.

- honored by your efforts

>:-}}

Reiki all around,

all blessings,

Firekeeper

/*\

I find language to very inadequate to express what IS. However,...I am truly humbled, and honored.

Blessings,
Dina

The Jewish people have Shekinah ~ who weeps, thrashes and mourns with them in exhile.
Hindus have dancing, death-dealing Kali: mother, destroyer, sustainer of all life
Ancient Mediterraneans celebrated blessed Inanna who ~ perhaps our first earthfamily shaman ~ flew on a resuce mission, got hung on a meat hook to die and rose anew like the mythic Persephone.
Native peoples have the Corn Mother and her altar ...
Buddhists have their boddhivistas.

Do my Islamic/Moslem brothers and sisters have a Divine Feminine they celebrate, who has a key role in sacred text?

As a Catholic, growing up, I saw in my mother and many believers the need to be held in the nourturing folds of the Feminine, to drink from life-giving breasts.

There is this scene in the movie "Hook" where a little girl makes the conjecture that Captain Hook did not have a very nice mommy. I find the feminine touch missing from our global conversation around terrorism.

My wife, the women I love who teach me, have a way of holding in glorious relationship all life strands, guarding each as blessed. Sometimes, some ~ not all ~ of we men, get caught in acquisition-loops, attainment-games, territory-markings to the exclusion of celebrating relationship.

Any info would be appreciated. Or places to go in the Koran. I am reading a copy on line. Will email you later to see if you know whether the site I am using is close to original Arabic translation or not.

Also, blessings, firekeeper for your study, seeking and shared wisdom as always. Thank you for Coyote's guardianship of sacred ethernet space.

/~Namaste~\

Beau

This is not a criticism, and I offer these clarifications in all humbleness, and love.

ok,

Islamic can be applied as "islamic studies" etc., but the religion would be term Islam, the person Moslem (Musslim is the prounciation in arabic, hence the different spellings).

In Islam, there is not anyone individual that is favored over another, but if anyone looks hard enough they shall begin to see what they wish. However, such references are made about Mothers that "heaven lays at their feet" which can be interpretted as you see fit for you. That care and gentleness and most definite RESPECT be granted your parents and specifically the mother. The elderly are given status, and care...hence in most middle eastern countries there are very few senior residences/facilities except to those who have no family. It is warned not to make idols of men, and therefore make not favorites among the prophets/messengers. To each God attributed gifts or messages, but they are all to be respected, honored, and put forth the same message.

My personal view, is that all too often, me at one time also, take the "Holy Books" too literally. We need a box, a label, a color, something to define, and in that definition we separate and segregate.

My fondest memories are when I truly needed help, and a place of safety and comfort. I was in highschool, in Toronto, and the closest place to me was new Synagogue, which I went to, not knowing that that may not be favored by either side(for lack of words). The young Rabi was my solace that day. I may not remember his face or name, but I do remember his support and kindness. Xmas mass is another time where I found what I needed, in Toronto. I have not been mosques as often however, and that is another belief in Islam. You do not need to be in a mosque to pray or speak to God.

Whatever good that is here/there/everywhere, there are many that try to harness it for their own interests (power - external, but power). Islam is no different, but sure is making a louder bang now...technology, what a wonder!!! What would we have seen had we had the crusades today?

Just wanderings. All that I will tell you, from personal experience...if someone (commentary or interpretation) tells you what it means and what it seems, That is their TRUTH, and their Path, not mine. So, read, and consider, and enjoy your journey.

Blessings to you, yours, and the wee ones
Stay well, stay safe, stay in peace and harmony
Dina

Thanks to you for your tender teaching. Clarity and information, for me, invoke harmony, connection, understanding.

/~gassho~\

Beau