A Living Tradition

Why Beloved Morocco?

~ I appreciate big and small moments.

Traveling to places like Morocco or Yemen has been a huge part of my movement from agnosticism to the way I learned what Islam is – a Living Tradition – I can’t imagine being/remaining a Muslim without these journeys.

So many things have happened whilst traveling that have given me the keys to sometimes decipher, but more often than not, just to surrender to what I don’t understand. To surrender to what is strange or even fearful. It became very clear to me that Faith is never arbitrary.

Whilst the small moments – like the way rain may shape patterns into a puddle, or the gentle movement of clouds, the quality of light in Australia, or the glorious call of birds – are as much part of a life of noticing, healing and gratitude as the big Journeys, …(and I don’t like to categorise or create hierarchies of the living rhythms of just being).

I don’t think I could or would know myself as a Muslim without witnessing even just for short periods of time, the Living Patterns of a still existing Tradition. The eco-systems of faith, culture and religious knowledge. It is not just this though. It is the very presence of those who have lived before.

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