Heavy snowffalls will often cause power outages. Only then do we realize how dependent we are on this electrical energy. No light, no heat, we feel helpless, disoriented. It's as if life is on hold. When I was in Haïti, we quite often experienced power failures; life would stop, a silence would set in, but when the ligts came back on... I can still hear the cries of joy from the polution. Life resumed... Might we say that electicity is a joyful energy?
In recent days, I was fascinated by a forum being held for interreligious dialogue organized at the initiative of the king of Bahrain. From the beginning, the presence of Pope Francis left its mark: The East and the West are more and like two opposing seas. We want, he said, to sail on the same sea, choosing the path of encounter, the path of dialogue.