Chapter 20He was a Sufi, a Muslim mystic. He sought fana, union with God, and his relationship with God was personal and loving. "If you take two...
Chapter 21I am sitting in a downtown cafe, after, thinking. I have just spent most of an afternoon with him. Our encounters always leave me weary of t...
Chapter 22I can well imagine an atheist's last words: "White, white! L-L-Love! My God!" - and the deathbed leap of faith. Whereas the ag...
Chapter 23Alas the sense of community that a common faith brings to a people spelled trouble for me. In time, my religious doings went from the notice...
Chapter 24Ravi had a field day of it when he found out."So, Swami Jesus, will you go on the hajj this year?" he said, bringing the palms of ...
Chapter 25And that wasn't the end of it. There are always those who take it upon themselves to defend God, as if Ultimate Reality, as if the susta...
Chapter 26A few days after the meeting on the esplanade, I took my courage into my hands and went to see Father at his office."Father?""...
Chapter 27Later that evening I overheard my parents speaking."You said yes?" said Father."I believe he asked you too. You referred him ...
Chapter 28I loved my prayer rug. Ordinary in quality though it was, it glowed with beauty in my eyes. I'm sorry I lost it. Wherever I laid it I fe...
Chapter 29Why do people move? What makes them uproot and leave everything they've known for a great unknown beyond the horizon? Why climb this Mou...