Such a long gap - but much gleaned in the mean time: the beauty of the ripples on Southampton Water as I walked along side it towards Netley; spreading myself towards others as we linked within our drum session.
Today I found myself needing to come back to Islam, and recalling the many ways in which I have approached it. On this occasion I first dipped again into Kabir Helminski's collection of Rumi's aphorisms: passionate reflections of the darts of transcendent reality that he received (which were the elements of Muhammad's experiences) Then I came down to earth: I'm no mystic, but I can read bits of the Quran and reflect on the different ways in which The Ultimate comes to us.