Late that afternoon, we enjoyed the treat of watching the final event in the Week of Peace and Solidarity—music, dance and speeches in the main square, in front of the Stile bearing Prem Rawat’s words. Young and old turned out to watch and listen. There were people looking down from their balconies and children playing in the park. Prem Rawat’s talk started with a story and a joke—yet I felt like he was issuing me a challenge: to make peace a reality in my own life, to see the humanity in everyone—everyone—to use my brain, and to live with integrity.
“As I see it, history will be also be written today in the hearts of the people who listen to one of the greatest Ambassadors of Peace ever known”…Giuseppe Buffa writing about the Week of Peace in Mazara del Vallo, Scicily.
The day after the conference on peace, we went on a tour of the Kasbah with Mayor Cristaldi, and to our surprise, we saw three of our leaflets that somebody had put up on a shop door as a means of advertising the conference. More than thirty Arabs attended the conference on Friday.