Spain, and Andalusia in particular, is a great example of how 3 different religions, Christianity, Islam and Judaism can try to coexist with various levels of success over time.
At times, it does seem that they may have succeeded in coexisting in some kind of harmony. I want so much to believe that they did. But I don't think that's the case, and when it was, it didn't last.
Personally, I find it very dismaying and dispiriting how each of these religions, though imbued with beautiful sentiments at its core, in practice is used to justify oppressing and killing others, all in the name of being the "chosen people".
How is it possible for people of different beliefs to live in such close proximity to each other as people in Spain and Portugal have done for so long, and still genuinely believe that their particular set of dogma is correct and the others are not?
I know that my thinking is simplistic, but why is it not obvious that these beliefs might just be different paths to quench our human need for meaning, purpose, and connection to something greater than ourselves?
That being said, the architecture, artwork and cultural artifacts left behind by these religions are incredible here in Cordoba. Visiting the Mesquita last night, I was literally moved to tears when we first went in. If you're ever in Cordoba, I absolutely recommend touring the Mesquita at night. The music, lighting and the architecture combined are so beautiful and unique. No pictures or videos I've seen do justice to the feeling of awe you get when you're actually there.
We were not allowed to take pictures in the Mesquita last night, which I think is right. But I will share this picture I took as I sat down in a random park to rest from the heat, earlier in the day.
My mind had been heavy with questions like the ones above, questions about the forces that shape our world and my own role in all this; and then a beautiful white dove came and landed by the fountain. It was just me and this dove, and I can't describe how beautiful it was and what a feeling of relief it brought me then, and still does now as I think back to it.