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On 8 July 2012 Maya Naser wrote:

To begin my article, I’d like to ask my readers to examine the following paragraph quoted from the National newspaper.

“CAIRO // An Egyptian university student was fatally stabbed as his girlfriend looked on after three suspected Islamic militants confronted the couple in a park and said they should not be together if they were not married, security officials said yesterday.”

Syria; the Cradle of Contradictions

In Syria we are the result of a Maroni marriage of a Mediterranean cultures, our society can be described as anything except being one color community, or even two… we have the Muslims of all cults and factions (Sunni with at least 4 factions, Shiia, Alawites with at least 3 factions, Ismaili, Murchidis, Druze…), Christians are no exception when it comes to Syria, (Maronites, Jacobins, Nestorians, Protestant. Catholics, Romans…)

In my country, you can’t kill two people for walking in the street under Sharia law, unless of course you divided the state into cantons and separated communities, the same as the west did in Lebanon; or displace all the Christians and other Muslim minorities into other states, similar to the Iraqi case.
In my country; most of us still enjoy dancing, singing, gatherings, and discussing life matters of all kinds without killing each other or expiation each other.

So far; all attempts to transform Syria to another Iraq, or Libya or even Saudi Arabia have failed, and no matter how much the west sends Al Qaeda fighter to my country, apparently we will continue enjoying our life and I will keep holding my girlfriend’s hands in the streets, I will not be anyone but this Syrian Man who shares his life with Syrians no matter what gender or religion they are.

A few days ago, my friend passed by me asking me to go to a charity party, I answered, “we are mourning our fellow Syrian lives every day, and you are asking me for a party?!!!”
She smiled at me saying, “We will not die sad, and we will not be imprisoned by terror, I am going and you will be my date whither you like it or not”.

Frankly; I admit I was honored to be invited for this ballet party for kids, I had the opportunity to watch the beauty of Syrian boys and girls dancing, singing and laughing, reminding me that I am the citizen of a 7000 year old state who will never accept Wahhabism, or K.K.K or any other radical name to control my life.
This small party was just another example of true Syrians, Syrians who want to escape the fundamental killings, and the sectarian cleansing.

The kids were not only rich; they were middle class from different religious backgrounds, all coming to a Catholic Church to perform for the public.

I don’t know what the kids where thinking, But I know they were not trying to dazzle the Syrian administration, or to express their support to this political party or that militia’s fighter.
The kids were dancing like flying angels, I don’t know or maybe don’t care that local or international media isn’t covering them, because they are too busy raging wars and killings.

Those beautiful angels were dancing on a theater which belongs to the Catholic Patriarchate “Olive Church” in Damascus.

The church lies in the folds of the oldest inhabited city in the history of mankind.

You walk into the Church main gate, a big yard with beautiful view ahead of you; a smiley man is waiting, directing you to go the theater location.
Wide stairs, lead you to the second floor, too many people are going upstairs, a man with his wife laughing about their little kid’s nervousness, and how they tried to calm her down.
A veiled lady tells her friend how hard her daughter worked on the dress, a dress with a Syrian flag on it, she described the little girl’s passion for the colors of the Syrian flag.
While my friend and I were going upstairs, step by step, enjoying those small talks and smiles, every time we hear a father or a mother speaking about their child.

A few seconds passed, we are at the second floor, the theater was crowded, kids were training on the great Tchaikovsky music the “Swan lake”
The theater was living action, you wouldn’t be able to stop smiling, stop sensing the beauty of each corner, stop watching kids making mistake after mistake but they wouldn’t give up, they’d rise again and try again and again until they got it right.

For a moment I thought, this is how we all should be, perhaps I should bring the fighting parties here, and maybe, just maybe they can learn what it means to be a real human.
Two Hours passed by, the party was over; but that sense of beauty would never be over, nobody on earth can take from those kids their happiness.
The Saudis can keep sending their radical killers here, the west can keep threatening Syrians with sanctions but no one will ever be able to touch those kids’ spirit.

And as for me, those kids have taught me the meaning of being Syrian, the meaning of being human and the meaning of being God’s Children, believers name them the way you want my dear reader, that will not change the fact.


Posted 8th July 2012 by Maya Naser
via http://syriapolitics.blogspot.com/2012/07/syria-cradle-of-contradictions.html

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Chapter Fifteen
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The ancient masters were subtle, mysterious, profound, responsive.

The depth of their knowledge is unfathomable.

Because it is unfathomable,

All we can do is describe their appearance.

Watchful, like men crossing a winter stream.

Alert, like men aware of danger.

Courteous, like visiting guests.

Yielding, like ice about to melt.

Simple, like uncarved blocks of wood.

Hollow, like caves.

Opaque, like muddy pools.

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Who can wait quietly while the mud settles?

Who can remain still until the moment of action?

Observers of the Tao do not seek fulfillment.

Not seeking fulfillment, they are not swayed by desire for change.

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(Lao Tsu – Tao Te Ching – Translated by Gia-Fu Feng and Jane English)
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“We each have to stand on our own feet, live our own light.

Often I am reminded of Buddha’s words to Ananda , his closest disciple, before he died:

Therefore O Ananda,

Take thyself for a light

Take thyself for a refuge

Never seek for a refuge in anyone else

And work on thy salvation diligently.”

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(From “Fragments of a Love Story – Reflections on the Life of a Mystic” by Llewellyn Vaughan-Lee)

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You must be completely awake in the present to enjoy the tea.
Only in the awareness of the present, can your hands feel the
pleasant warmth of the cup.
Only in the present, can you savor the aroma, taste the sweetness,
appreciate the delicacy.
If you are ruminating about the past, or worrying about the future,
you will completely miss the experience of enjoying the cup of tea.
You will look down at the cup, and the tea will be gone.
Life is like that.
If you are not fully present, you will look around and it will be gone.
You will have missed the feel, the aroma, the delicacy and beauty of
life.
It will seem to be speeding past you. The past is finished.
Learn from it and let it go.
The future is not even here yet. Plan for it, but do not waste your
time worrying about it.
Worrying is worthless.
When you stop ruminating about what has already happened, when you
stop worrying about what might never happen, then you will be in the
present moment.
Then you will begin to experience joy in life.

(Thank you Richard Rohr and Elizabeth)  <http://email.cac.org/t/d-e-uhlttrk-kyukzidl-a/>
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“There is a tide in the affairs of men, which taken at the flood, leads on to fortune.
Omitted, all the voyage of their life is bound in shallows and in miseries.
On such a full sea are we now afloat. And we must take the current when it serves, or lose our ventures.”
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Brutus in Shakespeare’s “Julius Caesar”, Act 4 , Scene 3
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Jalal al-Din Rumi – Listen

Make everything in you an ear, each atom of your
being, and you will hear every moment what the
Source is whispering to you, just to you and for you,
without any need for my words or anyone else’s. You
are – we all are – the beloved of the Beloved, and in
every moment, in every event of your life, the Beloved
is whispering to you exactly what you need to hear
and know. Who can ever explain this miracle? It simply is.
Listen and you will discover it every passing moment.
Listen, and your whole life will become a conversation
in thought and act between you and Him, directly,
wordlessly, now and always.
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(Translated by Andrew Harvey
From PRAYER of the HEART in Christian and Sufi Mysticism by Llewellyn Vaughan-Lee)
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Najmuddin Kubra (1145-1221)

“There are lights which ascend and lights which descend. The ascending lights
are the lights of the Heart. The descending lights are those of the Throne.
The lower self, the ego, is the veil between the Throne and the Heart.
When this veil is wrent and a door opens in the Heart, like springs towards like.
Light rises towards light and light comes down upon light, and it is light upon light.
Each time the Heart sighs for the Throne, the Throne sighs for the Heart.
So they come to meet. Each time a light rises from you, a light comes down towards you;
and each time a flame rises from you, a corresponding flame comes down towards you.”
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Llewellyn Vaughan-Lee, 1994, Meditation & Prayer: 2. Light upon Light
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