The reason I could not write sooner is that I tried to stay awake last night and pray (23rd of Ramadan), so I ended up falling asleep here in the middle-room. (For some reason Bastet the cat is staring at me with avid eyes right now) Muslims in Iran believe that any person's destiny for the next year is "sealed" on the night of 23rd of Ramadan, as it is "shaped" and "decided" on the 19th and the 21st of Ramadan.
Since I had a hard time staying awake and praying the nights before, I thought I would stay awake on the last "Qadr" [destiny] night, at least to pray to God to materialize His best decisions for me and my beloved ones throughout the year. I spread my prayig mat on the small rug I have in the middle-room (this rug is the only rug in our house people are not allowed to walk on with shoes... I have made it clear for friends and family that Persians are sensitive about their rugs and want them to be clean), I took my rosary and the book of prayers and prayed for three or four hours. Gypsy co-operated by laying down all over my praying mat and attacking my rosary every now and then (all cats love strings, right?) I guess it was the first time I seriously thought about her beauty: She was a ball of hair, moving around, meowing. Isn't it amazing? How a ball of hair can move around and meows? Sounds impossible... no human-being has the power to make a hairball move. There should be a divine power involved, magically making a hairball called "Gypsy" move. The same thing with Bastet. The same thing with all cats. The same thing with all dogs. The same thing with all animals. The same thing with us. There should be a tiny particle of God in all of us, plants, animals, human-beings, everything that is "alive" and move... there should be a power to make us move around, right? In everything that "moves" there should be a tiny particle of God. This is the only answer I can think of.
Since I had a hard time staying awake and praying the nights before, I thought I would stay awake on the last "Qadr" [destiny] night, at least to pray to God to materialize His best decisions for me and my beloved ones throughout the year. I spread my prayig mat on the small rug I have in the middle-room (this rug is the only rug in our house people are not allowed to walk on with shoes... I have made it clear for friends and family that Persians are sensitive about their rugs and want them to be clean), I took my rosary and the book of prayers and prayed for three or four hours. Gypsy co-operated by laying down all over my praying mat and attacking my rosary every now and then (all cats love strings, right?) I guess it was the first time I seriously thought about her beauty: She was a ball of hair, moving around, meowing. Isn't it amazing? How a ball of hair can move around and meows? Sounds impossible... no human-being has the power to make a hairball move. There should be a divine power involved, magically making a hairball called "Gypsy" move. The same thing with Bastet. The same thing with all cats. The same thing with all dogs. The same thing with all animals. The same thing with us. There should be a tiny particle of God in all of us, plants, animals, human-beings, everything that is "alive" and move... there should be a power to make us move around, right? In everything that "moves" there should be a tiny particle of God. This is the only answer I can think of.
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