A chessboard awaits potential players in an Oakland park, originally uploaded by yaznotjaz.
The Lovely L Lady asked me this evening, “So, what do you do during this meditation?”
“Well. I just close my eyes and concentrate on dua [supplications] and dhikr and any other prayers I have memorized.”
“Oh, good,” she said in mock relief. “I thought maybe you’d gone and joined a cult, or something.”
How funny is it that, just a few days after I posted about my dinner/meeting at the Tandoori Cafe, I ran into one of the women at the Wednesday gathering tonight? They’re even infiltrating my meditation sessions now! The best part is, I couldn’t even be exasperated or annoyed. All I could do was throw my hands up in surrender, and laugh. Thanks, God; I always knew You had a sense of humor. Clearly, you’re the one winning in this sublime chess game we’ve got going on.
5 thoughts on “Infiltration and brainwashing: You have a thousand serious moves”
“All I could do was throw my hands up in surrender.” Ameen to that.
ditto to z-man’s comment! which is really ditto to your’s.
i remember that foto-shoto. =)
Amen! Thanks for the questions/conversation you brought up earlier today, too. Needed that.
I remember walking around in downtown Oakland, taking this photo, and, on the one hand, I can’t believe it was only about 1.5 years ago, and, on the other hand, it seems SO long ago.
What a lovely, lovely poem by the Sufi poet Hafiz!
Found meself enjoying it thoroughly, just allowing â€™tis beautiful feeling of warmth well up within. ;)
Thanks for sharing that ~ with such an apt image too..Woow!
Take care & Stay cheery,
p.s. Am re-posting tis humble musing from over at your WordPress site, too. Take care! :)