...at least, I think it was the 17th. So much seems to have happened since then, that I want to skip the meeting and move on. But maybe that is not right.
Our personal items get mixed up with our peace items.
J tells us about a movie in the Seattle True Independent Film Festival made by a teacher who has made a trip to Afghanistan - it is called Seeds of Peace.
UD has just had a trip to Taos in New Mexico, where amongst other things, she had a flight in a hot air balloon. Wow.
The neighborhood choir that D belongs to is giving 2 concerts soon. T tells us that the hugging saint - Amma, will be in Bellevue next Friday. D is going to Sufi camp in Colerado.
Since then, there has been 2 incidences at sea off Gaza. Our beloved Sheikh Bukhari has passed on, and Iptisam's husband is sick.
Most of us happen to be at a seminar called "Being in Harmony with Life" this last weekend, and so we make a small circle and pray for Iptisam's husband, that the right medical treatment and money may be found to help our dear friends.
