Morocco: Dancing between the Sacred and Profane
In India the seed was planted and the door opened
I had heard word of the Fez Festival of Sacred and Spiritual Music
And 3 months later I found myself at the doorstep of the Arab world
and entered Fez, Morocco, where the Sacred is the puzzle piece linking history
and expansive modernity
but the Profane likewise has its strong presence here, keeping balance
like yin-yang, or sound-silence the curious evil eye
kept its own watch over my journey
leading me face-to-face with deception
and wandering ever deeper into the medina of my own twisted psyche (dreaming of thick black snakes escaping into little cracks in white walls)
the chaos and confusion and the temptation and revulsion proved so overwhelming so as to lose myself in it all
forgetting where balance lies
forgetting what I came for
then faintly, tic tic, like a beat the sign appeared:
“music leads toward light”
and I am learning how to dance between the poles of the Sacred and the Profane
finding my poise again
and exiting this funky cold medina
-once and for all-
through the keyhole back to sweet reality.
