Luxor, Egypt

November 27, 2016

 

It's 4:15am and I'm not sleeping. Jet lag or nervous about what is to come?

As I sit and sing as part of my morning sadhana, I hear a cry in the distance.

And so, with a bit of fear, I open the window.

 

What comes through is a sacred and soulful calling, a prayer, a chant.

It's sad, seems it's calling for something, somewhat desperately.

The broadcast comes from the Mosque's loudspeakers and overrides the Hanuman Chalisa that I'm singing.

 

And so, I listen, and leave the window open and take whatever comes into my being.

 

A bit later...

It smells burnt here in Luxor - outdoors. Factories? (I later learn this is the smell of burning garbage...)

I see the Nile for the first time - she flows slowly as sludge kisses her edges. And yet she flows ...

 

 

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