Dear Ones,
How interesting is this comment from a New York Times journalist below!
“For a nation pulled apart by every manner of division, the eclipse offered a moment of unity, however brief.”
Who would think that Mother Nature and Father Sky could bring, even a continent, together?
Perhaps it is a lesson to be learned and an attitude to be nurtured, in the absence of …. prophetic repentance!
If last week’s communion was marked by an incredible number of 4s, we are gathering tomorrow on Eid al-Fitr, which marks the closure of the month of Ramadan—another moment of unity and celebration for the Muslim world!
Is our world on the cusp of major transformation?
A transformation that will primarily affect our consciousness.
Eid al-Fitr (lit. ’Holiday of Breaking the Fast) is the earlier of the two official holidays celebrated within Islam (the other being Eid al-Adha). Eid al-Fitr is celebrated by Muslims worldwide because it marks the end of the month-long dawn-to-sunset fasting of Ramadan. Eid al-Fitr falls on the first day of Shawwal in the Islamic calendar; this does not always fall on the same Gregorian day, as the start of any lunar Hijri month varies based on when the new moon is sighted by local religious authorities. The holiday is known under various other names in different languages and countries around the world. The day is also called “Lesser Eid, or simply Eid.
Topic: Moments of unity and celebration
Time: Apr 10 @ 3:30 PM Eastern Time (US and Canada)
https://us02web.zoom.us/j/86271762818
Meeting ID: 862 7176 2818
Awe-some
By Elizabeth Dias
As the moon crossed over the sun yesterday, millions of people from Mazatlán to Maine stopped to gaze upward in a profound experience of awe. The solar eclipse tapped into a primal emotion. It evoked for many a mystical moment, as awareness of the celestial encompassed the earth. It revealed the close dance between spirituality and science.
For a nation pulled apart by every manner of division, the eclipse also offered a moment of unity, however brief. It was a reminder to everyone, on the same day and at the same time, that life can be magical. That being alive is a collective experience. That there is something astonishing about being part of the greater story of things.
That’s the subject of today’s newsletter. Below are photos and scenes from Times journalists across the country who witnessed this moment of awe and togetherness.
Eagle Pass, Texas: After the eclipse passed, Mireya Muñoz, 42, put her hands together and silently prayed. The return of the sun’s rays made her feel elated. “I wanted to thank God because we are alive and allowed us to see it,” she said. “I hope to be alive to see the next one, too.”
Russellville, Ark.: Around 100 couples gathered to be married under the eclipse. They exchanged celestial vows: “I promise to cherish you like this rarest of events, treasuring each moment as if it were a fleeting or shooting star. The galaxies of our dreams, hand in hand, heart to heart, until the end of time. For in my world, you are my sun, my moon and all my stars.”
Carbondale, Ill.: The crowd at Saluki Stadium yelped and whistled and stamped the bleachers as the sky went dark and the sun’s corona beamed. People pointed to Venus and Jupiter, visible on either side of the eclipsed sun. The screams grew louder as the sun conquered the lunar surface and brightened the sky again.
Niagara Falls, N.Y.: Darkness set in above heavy cloud cover. But for a few wonderful moments, the fully occluded sun poked through. The crowd went wild. “It’s incredible,” said Martine Raussin, from Saint-Georges-sur-Cher, in central France. Hugs and cheers also abounded on the Canadian side of the falls, though the American side was considerably louder.
Manhattan: The crowd at Sheep Meadow in Central Park whistled and screamed as the moon covered nearly 90 percent of the sun. Drummers played their instruments. Some people stood in awe in the bike and running paths, angering some cyclists and runners who felt no reason to change their exercise routines.
Houlton, Maine: As the moon and the sun inched into perfect alignment in cloudless skies, turning day to night, the crowd quieted. Couples embraced. Small flocks of birds darted over the town square, and orange light glowed on the horizon. Time seemed to stop for three minutes. And then, too soon, sunlight flared. “I would pay a million dollars to see that again,” Sebastian Pelletier, 11, said.
New York Times newsletter, April 9, 2024
Nurturing the Gift of Seeking 
