Travel can be a very unmasking experience, bringing us suddenly face to face with ourselves---as when we are gazing out of a train window at the endless line of telegraph poles whipping by, and we find that part of what we are looking at is our own reflection. ~Frederick Buechner |
Devotion and ritual on the women's side of The Wailing Wall |
Going to evening prayers, The Muslim Quarter of Old Jerusalem |
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