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I’m not a religious person but I have a great deal of respect for spiritual people and people of faith.
On the work trip I did recently I was very keen to visit Sheikh Zayed Grand Mosque.
It has a tremendous number of amazing attributes including eighty-two domes and the largest hand woven single weave carpet in the world.
The stats are impressive.
I studied world religions at university. I learned about Islam.
The mosque is imposing. You can see it from across the city.
Huge, white, gleaming.
The religion it represents is much in the news today. But the mosque is a peaceful place. It brings people together. It reminds us of our equality. Our simple fragile lives.
When I approached the mosque. It had a powerful impact.
The peace. The focus. The silence.
It was night. It was dark.
I was drawn towards the darkened sky.
As I walked around the outer building; it’s a journey. Journeys are important. They take us forwards in our lives. There is challenge. There is disappointment. There may be success.
Keep moving forwards.
The quiet of the mosque helps create a focus; a pathway.
Having a path to follow has become an essential part of my life.
Bare feet, covered heads.
Feel the carpet. Feel the space. Feel humbled.
Draw inside yourself. If you have a god you may hear that god.
If you do not, you may feel something else.
You may not.
I felt calm.
I felt peace.
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