Dinner at Khawla's house

The feast was food that reminded me of my two years living in Iraq, in 2013, and twenty years earlier in 1993--from dolma to lamb kabob to briayanni to roasted chicken and nan. What a delight! Wonderful to have our reunion with Morocco students and conversation about "What next?" at this warm setting. The final thought of the evening, "How can we stay awake? Awake to the suffering around us, and our need for action."

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