Today was a day of spiritual exploration in Oran. I decided to visit a local astrologer, intrigued by the idea of experiencing a different cultural lens on spirituality. The astrologer's space was adorned with intricate Berber rugs and the air was filled with the scent of incense. As he read my chart, he spoke of destiny, choices, and the interconnectedness of it all, but in a way that felt unique to Algerian traditions.
The reading left me contemplative, pondering the universality and yet the cultural specificity of spiritual beliefs. It was a stark contrast to my experience in Morocco, yet there were threads of similarity that wove the two experiences together. It was like looking at the same sky but from different corners of the Earth.
After the reading, I took a solitary walk along the Corniche, Oran's scenic coastline. The Mediterranean Sea was a tapestry of blues, each wave reflecting the sky and yet holding the depth of the ocean. It felt like a metaphor for my journey—each day a reflection of the ones before and yet uniquely its own.
As I stood there, I felt grateful for the tapestry of experiences that this trip is becoming. Each day adds a new color, a new texture, and the picture is becoming richer for it. I can't wait to see what tomorrow brings.