I got up quite early on Sunday, Mother’s Day, to take a flight to Izmir to visit Ephesus, an old Greek city famed for the Temple of Artemis. This Temple was completed around 550 B.C. and it is one of the Seven Wonders of the Ancient World. When you see and experience something that is over 2,000 years old, it is a different level of awe. You honestly cannot write or express in words what and how you feel, but I will try my best. It’s like you’re there getting to know God. It’s like you’re there at the cradle of civilization and God is presenting his exquisite workmanship and wants to show you that you, too, are a part of this astonishing beauty, this earth, this world, and that your presence in it matters. You well up with tears because this understanding, this communication, between you and God is felt with deep integrity. You then begin to come out of this trance so you can continue to discover the rest of God’s work in this place, Ephesus, that is also famous for housing Mother Mary in her last days. I still cannot believe that I went into her house, lit two candles, wrote five wishes on a piece of paper and tied it to a prayer wall with visitors’ wishes from all over the world. To further deepen the spiritual significance of being in Ephesus, the Gospel of John most likely have been written here. Now, I did not grow up with the bible. Instead, I grew up a Buddhist. However, experiencing all the spiritual splendor in Ephesus makes you perceive the concept of GOD in an entirely different way. It makes you believe that we are all ONE.
Walking toward the Library of Celsus
Looking up at the detailed ceiling of the Library
It was quite small and humble.