Beit Mery… A Divine Touch


I am in Lebanon to speak at a conference on: “Freedom, Journalism and Religion”. The plane took about one hour to fly from Amman to Beirut. The car took another hour to deliver us at the Bustan hotel in Beit Mery. The area is one of a big mountain. Cedar trees are one of the remarkable parts of the place. They are of strong green colors and sharp forms which make one feels that they are embracing the skies.

The top of the mountain overlooks Beirut. An astounding view reveals in front of our eyes. Amazing scenes feed our emotions and thoughts. Beit Mery comes from Aramaic and it means the house of my lord or master. And indeed it is a sacred place of nature and history. This combination provides a divine touch.

Walking in the streets of Beit Mery on my first night with some friends, I felt that this location is liberating me. The fresh air, the trees, the heights and the churches have their deep impact on souls and feelings. One cannot be there without expressing astonishment. Surprise is the first impression one forms about the beauty of such setting. Immediately love starts unconsciously.


With love come feelings of quietness and spiritual transcending towards higher states of harmony. It is not just the relation with the place that controls you. It is more of the various images of beauty that this place sends to your eyes and perceptions. Beauty here is conceived as part of one’s description of self-dream. Yet, such dream is activated during the most conscious moments.

While walking in the streets of Beit Mery, I kept thinking of nobility. History is still residing in everything around; the trees, the houses, the stones and even the air which runs from the top of the mountain downwards.


It is an enchanting place which defines its relation with its visitors, right from the first moments of encounter. It invades senses and feeds them with a philosophy of magic. Nature is a great master in this context. It intelligently mixes with the presence of history, religion and various components of social fabrics.

I will always remember Beit Mery as a place of heavenly pleasure.



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