Let us straighten our house
Let us stop this hurricane
No cat and mouse
No child leaning on a cane.
Like every time my brain itched
I picked a pen to scratch it
Vying to win this round
Even though it is not a contest
Imagine you express an opinion.
Imagine you speak against an injustice.
Imagine you are snatched from your home while your parents look-on hopelessly.
Imagine them going everyday to various establishments acquiring about your whereabouts to no avail.
That said, I am convinced that if you reach deeper, you will find something else.
You will find the abundant ability for forgiveness. I challenge you to look and to place everyone there. At times, life puts us in awkward situations. You will do people as they have done you, wrong!
It is human nature.
I long to be forgiven for I forgive everybody.
I am giving up to finally make your wish come true
It has been a long rough road with most my days blue
All alone in a place where no one answers the call
When I cried loud
You cried silently for me
When I hated you
You still loved me
I longed to get away from you
You never took your eyes off of me
For the first time in years, my beloved hometown made the news. Everyone has heard or read about the violent unrest recently in Sefrou over the Moroccan government’s latest increases in the price of basic food commodities. A march was called for and organized by the local chapter of the Moroccan Association of Human Rights. I was shocked to see protesters clashing with police, cars torched, buildings damaged, and people injured and being arrested. We are accustomed to seeing these kinds of demonstrations in the big cities like Casablanca, Rabat, or Fez, but not in my sleepy hometown.
I was still recovering from an acute sore throat infection on the day of the 5K Race for the Cure. In spite of not feeling good, and not having done any physical workout for a week, I decided to run. I was under the impression that 5K should be a walk in the park for someone who runs 12 to 15 miles a week. I was wrong!
The race started as a walk for the first few hundreds yards, then the big crowd started breaking up, giving who ever needed it some room for speeding up a bit. Not me! I was comfortable with the pace of my run (a quick walk actually). Suddenly, someone bumped into my back and passed me, as if she were saying:”get out of the way! I have a race to finish!”.
A group of Minnesota women and I spent time with my family, and then we visited Casablanca before heading south to Marrakech. We had the privilege to visit the biggest mosque in the world -- Hassan II Mosque -- which was built half on land and half on the sea. It is a jewel of Moroccan architecture. The first day in Marrakech, some of us visited the ancient part of the city, which is colorful, rich and abundant with merchandise of all kinds: spices, olives, almonds, pottery, brass ornaments, carpets, clothing, shoes and much more. We walked all morning and finally stopped to have lunch in a two-story restaurant on the roof overlooking the ancient place of Jamaa El Fenaa. Oh, the food was among the greatest enjoyments of the lands of Morocco. Mostly grown organicly, the food was served in much smaller portions, but it was so tasty. It was the middle of the day. The temperature was hot, yet feeling good.
If I did, I would be Enlightened already!
I wrestle with myself,
I know most of the time what I ought to do.
However, I don’t yet know how to get myself to do it.
I go from one teacher to another,
Like a sponge I am ready to absorb,
All and every wisdom they want to share with me
I get up and leave their classrooms,
Feeling that I am better than before,
Yet, I am still not free.
It is inside of you that it needs to be resolved not in the outside.
You have no control over how others feel,
You have no control over what others do,
You have no control over how others react,
You have no control over what others believe;