While I was there, however, I broke the fast with my Muslim friends in a community mosque. My prayer there, of course, was for peace, in Zamboanga, in Mindanao, in relations among Christians and Muslims and beyond. At the Catholic retreat center I stayed in while in Zamboanga I woke every day feeling refreshed and peaceful. I could only thank God for that and pray that people all around the world can feel this same calm. Today, upon my return back to Davao my classmate, Chernor and I, headed to two Chinese temples here, one Buddhist, the other Taoist. I conjured up my World Religions classes in undergrad and gathered inspiration from the "Eighfold Path" and "The Way." I lit incense, kneeled, and made prayers for peace and love across the world, particularly on this September 11th. I hope someone's (or some might say everyone's) God is listening...
eight major moments of the Buddha's life
I love the Octagon shape, such nostalgia for
St. Joseph Worker Days at the Dwelling Retreat Center.
but I liked the one in the Tao temple better, is was simple but larger.
I also have such nostalgia for these bowls, here's looking at you Sisters of St. Joseph!
The Octagon! Singing bowls! I've sure been enjoying reading your blog, Anna, over the last couple of days :)
ReplyDeleteMissy!!! Glad to see you are enjoying my blog and can reminisce with me about octagons and singing bowls! I hope all is well -- shoot me an e-mail and let me know how life is going! How is wedding planning!?
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