Holding an Interfaith Dialogue
Forced me to have a dialogue with myself
We confronted a wall, At the boundary of thought.
Was religion and faith the same – No.
Was dialogue and discussion same? – No
Was my truth and your truth same? – No
We skirted, like we are used to, Around the issue of this pseudo sameness
For sometime
The boundaries of time and space, Made sure we didn’t.
Phew !!!
When the discomfort of the pseudoness started to close in
People started to squirm out of the comfort shells
Of stories we told ourself
To make sense of some really hard truths, that were difficult to hold
until , we realized
we have been telling the same story, with different characters and plot
strangely it was is was as reliving as reveling
More “differences” need airtime, voice, celebration and mourning
Before –
We even being to see the similarities
Religion and Faith are not the same
Dialogue are Discussion are not the same
Free to express and freedom for exploration are not the same
Opinions and truths are not the same.
In the end
As we closed with the whirling dance
It was freeing to see and hold the Polarities in the mind and the body
When I moved.. my mind became still.
The more still I was inside the more freely I would whirl
And when the whirling stopped and I sat down
I could feel my insides whirling
This, the dance of polarity and holding them gracefully
Is what I hope to learn more
I hope we learn to hold them
