Characters that live in a drawing by Monica Barki, they are shown in front of a sofa in a hotel room, under the light of a side lamp.
Something ethereal, something lunar, and somewhat otherworldly.
The churches date back around a thousand years, and are a reminder of the Desert Father tradition that spread over the Middle East.
Many of the churches are adorned with beautiful traditions of icons. We do not so much see the icon as see through the icon into the sacredness beyond. The icon is where Darsan takes place.
In time, the area has been conquered by waves of conquerors from the ancient Persians and Crusaders to Arabs. Those who did not share the icon tendencies scratched out the eyes of the icons. This defacement was something to block out the power of the icon, to take the batteries out so to speak.
But implicit in that act was a realization that these images had a power, there was a connection to the realm beyond, and that way had to be stopped in favor of other ways. I am not concerned with icons and aniconic tendencies here, but simply with glances, loving glances. Where glances meet, souls touch.
Glances are powerful, intimate. Depending on the heart connection — and lack thereof — they can be profoundly touching, saying what no word can utter.
Or they can be deeply intrusive, an uncomfortable, unwelcome, and unwanted advance. So often I notice this: It is uncomfortable when a glance lingers too long.
How accustomed we are to the lingering gaze being a sign of unwanted sexual advance, and rightly so. I also know that it need not be like this. I yearn to be in these communities where love spills over through glances.
The mystics of Islam teach that there are three relationships in life; when we look at each other, neither soul turns away.
There is eye-to-eye contact, presence, focus, and pure delight. A Burmese woman sits with her daughter on her house boat along the Ayeryarwady river. The first is when we come into this world. I still remember holding my beautiful daughter immediately after her birth.
When she opened her lovely eyes, gazing deep into my heart, not blinking and not turning away, there was a love unlike any I had felt before. The second is between lovers and beloveds. Sometimes, most often we see this in new love, and how sweet it is when love is so refreshed that it turns into old, familiar love: Every wrinkle cherished, my darling, for it is a testimony to the journey we have shared.
For a moment or two, the world melts away. There is neither here nor there, not Earth nor Heaven, only love, always love, all love. The last is a combination of the above, when a person on the path finds their teacher, their co-traveler.
Alas, everything that is beautiful is likely to be tainted, and so each of the above three relationships are today filled with pain here and there, abused to betray the promise at their heart. A young couple smiles at each other in Kiev, Ukraine.
This is part of the Islamic teaching in this part of the world:You have the power to speak up and let your officials know what issues matter to the wind industry, and what actions they can take to expand clean, affordable, homegrown wind energy in America.
“The power of a glance has been so much abused in love stories, that it has come to be disbelieved in. Few people dare now to say that two beings have fallen in love because they have looked at each other. With versatile use on common surfaces, Glance provides economical use for kitchens and bathrooms.
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Home/All Categories/Articles/ Power of the Preceptors Glance. Articles SubhaPhalan Power of the Preceptors Glance. vaishnavi shridhar August 23, 2 6 3 minutes read. A preceptor’s kind glance is ranked even higher than divine blessings, and takes the disciple far ahead.
A glance has the power of laying the foundation for relationships to build upon. Without that simple glance towards the door I wouldn’t have the relationship with “The Starer” that I do now.
That is the power of a glance.