Religion is difficult, and I got in touch with it recently when my mother passed away. Last week in Rome, I stayed a whole day at the Vatican. We had to wait for the guide who had some kind of trouble. Meanwhile, I started to talk to a family next to me. They were from Miami in Florida, and the father in the family works as a medical doctor within emergency care. The whole family are muslims, and they talked vividly about how to raise their children by showing them other religions. Even though you practice your own religion, there are also other religions that you have to show respect to.
I actually was a little happy since I had been to the Sheikh Zayed Mosque in Abu Dhabi last time I travelled. I showed them some photos and they had also been there. That was a nice start of the walk through parts of the Vatican – to unite with the Dubai voyage. I kindly asked them if I could have their photo to put it here on this blog. They said yes.
Below is a part of the lyrics from “Losing my religion” by R.E.M.. Since I like the piano I searched a long time for an instrumental version of this song. Maybe it can summarize some.
Of every waking hour
I’m choosing my confessions
Trying to keep an eye on you
Like a hurt lost and blinded fool, fool
Oh no, I’ve said too much
I set it up”