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This is the 72-year-old Mohamed Aziz, the most photographed bookseller in the world, town of Rabat, Morocco !!
Selling books in a country, in which 26% of the population still cannot read, is an act of love towards his city and literature. Being an orphan since he was 6, Aziz had a difficult life; he was not even able to finish High School because the textbooks were too expensive for him. At the age of 15 in 1963, he started his career as a bookseller with only a carpet caved under a tree with 9 books.
Now his bookshop sells thousands of books and he spends his days trapped in books and devouring the stories that emerge from them. He spends between 6 and 8 hours a day reading and only stops to eat, pray, smoke, and help customers. The rest of his time he walks around the neighborhoods in search of books that he later puts up for sale in his shop.
He says that this is his revenge against his childhood, and poverty : “I have read over 4000 books in Arabic, French, English, or Spanish, so it means I have lived more than 4000 lives. Everyone should have that chance ! I only need two pillows and a book to enjoy my day.”
After more than 43 years in the same place, he is the longest-serving bookseller in Rabat.
PS : When asked why he leaves his books unattended outside where they could be stolen, he replied that those who can’t read don’t steal books, and those who can aren’t thieves…
My daughter handed me her school progress report. Although it displayed a steady stream of positive check marks, there was one check mark standing dejectedly alone from the rest.
“How am I doing, Mom?” my child asked with a level of maturity that did not match the small dishevelled person gazing up at me with smudged eyeglasses that teetered on the tip of her nose. With her small finger, she pointed to her teacher’s neatly printed words next to the lone check mark.
It read: “Distracted in large groups.” But I already knew this. I knew this long before it was written on an official report card. Since she was a toddler, this child has offered astute observations of the world around her.
After pointing out all the positives on the progress report, I told her what was written. Upon hearing the news, she gave a tiny, uncertain smile and shyly admitted, “I do look around a lot.”
But before my child could feel one ounce of shame, one iota of failure, I came down on bended knee and looked her straight in the eye. I didn’t want her to just hear these words, I wanted her to feel them. This is what I said:
“Yes. You do look around a lot. You noticed Sam sitting off by himself with a skinned knee on the field trip, and you comforted him.”
“You noticed Banjo had a running nose, and the vet said it was a good thing we brought him in when we did.”
“You noticed our waitress was working really hard and suggested we leave an extra good tip. You noticed Grandpa was walking slower than the rest of us so you waited for him.”
“You notice the beautiful view every time we cross the bridge to go to swim practice.”
“And you know what? I don’t ever want you to stop noticing because that is your gift. It is your gift that you give to the world.”
As I watched my daughter beam with the glow of acceptance, I realized her approach to life had the power to change the world.
You see, we are all just waiting for someone to notice—notice our pain, notice our scars, notice our fear, notice our joy, notice our triumphs, notice our courage.
And the one who notices is a rare and beautiful gift.
~Rachel Macy Stafford, author of “Hands Free Life.” Her author page is @TheHandsFreeRevolution on Facebook.
Sex is Sacred.
Hopping from sack to sack is not only a great way to pick up physical diseases, but “spiritual” diseases too, even family curses.
What are you fishing for?
On the way to work it was dark. Someone squeezed in front of me, then hit their brakes.
I thought, “At this point, you’re no longer a person. You’re an obstacle.”
And now I’m wondering how this statement fits the other areas of my life.
“Every man is a Divinity in disguise, a god playing a fool.” ~ Ralph Waldo Emmerson
“I have been a seeker and I still am, but I stopped asking the books and the stars. I started listening to the teaching of my soul.” ~ Rumi
“In other words, the sum-total of all the outward guidance of the world doesn’t hold a candle to the wisdom of the guiding force within you. Remember you’re at one with the One. Open your heart to the divine within you. When you open your mouth to speak, allow this higher perspective to express through you.” ~ The Hero’s Journey, Dream Oracle
Mantra ::
I trust the wisdom of my higher self, and follow it, step by step, toward higher ground.
In dreamland, Spirit informed me that there are “gates” within the body. I woke, remembering only the one in the feet.
I began thinking of the vital force that runs through our bodies. Life is symbiotic. Mother Earth has her energy, but it is meant to be a symbiotic relationship, a give and take.
When we began using shoes with rubber soles, we disconnected our vital force from Mother Earth. We are no longer feeding into her, or being fed by her, through the gate of the feet. Also, she doesn’t receive the higher connections which are meant to flow through us.
This is important.
It’s about the vital life force connections.
Higher(heaven) lower (earth) connected by the transmitter receiver (human).
We are suffering.
The earth is suffering.
We need to figure out a footwear that allows us to remain connected to, in harmony with, and in symbiosis with, the health and well-being of Mother Earth.
Today, I wear nothing but socks … until I go get my doggie his food.
Thank you Spirit. I am grateful you are here. I will learn about these gates and how to seal them up from intruders.
Do you know Jezebel spirits, the spirit of Leviathan and others enter these gates … they crowd our mind, they syphon our energies, they “plant” energies that aren’t ours, they ”plant” thought forms, and upset the nervous system to cause terrible reactions.
Dark, manipulative spirits use these gates to affect our relationship with each other, to cause turmoil and suffering.
We must learn about these gates and how to protect them from infiltration.
Don’t you find it interesting that the man given task of injecting the bioform with unknown, harmful substances is named “gates”?
Stop giving access of your vital force to these ones.
Learn.
Research.
Grow.
Expand.
Develop the tools needed to stand firm against spiritual intrusion/invasion.
https://academic.tyndalehouse.com/explore/articles/what-is-the-leviathan/
There is a reason behind infidelity.
There is a reason behind the envy, jealousy, and hate.
Stop blaming each other and figure out where the influence is coming from, and move against THAT.
All the chaos you see in the world right now is just a projection of the collective mind.
The controllers fill the mind with “entertainment” splitting the consciousness to all 4 directions of the worlds (news: north, south, east, west) and fragments the mental energy. Wrapped in the emotion of horror, it amplifies and creates the chaos, the “controllers” want you to manifest, through YOUR awareness. Directed by the mind of humanity.
Stop feeding into the beast.
Stop allowing the beast to feed into you, dragging your mind, here there and everywhere but where it should be.
Stay centered.
Focus.
Balance.
One piece of really good advice I received, during a period of what some call “nightmares” was to “let the night be the night and the day be the day.”
Another way to say it is “they are over there, and I am here”.
Waking life, sleeping life (“life” never really sleeps).
Sometimes our waking mind can get so wrapped up in the dreamscape and events there it affects our waking moments in a not so beneficial way. It can throw off our thinking, our emotion, and our energy.
Creating separation between these two worlds is necessary, especially if the lines begin to blur out in a big way.
Sanity often requires us to separate from people, places and things … now including time and space.
The thinking mind may say separation is division, but often true expansion cannot be realized without some type of disconnect … ie: meditation. It seems that only in the disconnect can true connection occur.
The dream self has a life, a duty, or obligation, which the waking self probably isn’t entirely aware of. We leave the dream self to do its thing.
Likewise, the waking self has fantasy’s or day dreams, perhaps inspirations seemingly from nowhere for superb creations … in the waking world.
How many aspects of you are there? Do you know their roles and the services they provide in the realms they inhabit? Does every aspect of self look the same?
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