Rabat – Before I begin, I would like to acknowledge the true beauty of this heavenly village. I always felt this place was incomparable to any other. Miles and miles of green hills, mountains arrestingly dramatic in appearance and wonderland forests; all together bring a distinct soothing breeze that makes Ain Leuh one of a kind.
Ain Leuh is located in the heart of the Atlas, a few miles away from the National Park of Ifrane. It covers 37,202 hectares, bordering the province of Ifrane and the region of Meknes Tafilalet. This magical place is special due to it’s location in top of the Atlas Mountains, in which if you were flying over the village you would think of Ain Leuh as an imaginary painting.
Its historical architecture is a great mishmash between buildings and gardens with trees, pathways and water springs. The climate of this region is very pleasant with mild summers and snowy winters for the ski lovers. The village is surrounded by fields of cherry trees and forests of oaks and cedars. The cedar forest that surrounds the city is a major source of life for residents. The region is known for its weekly open markets, which are held every Wednesday.
Ain Leuh an Arabic word, can be translated to ‘the source of wood’, because of its known giant cedar trees. My grandparents say that the village has always been known as a very pivotal source of wood. It was also known as the Carrefour and an oasis for tribes coming from far away.
Deep in the south of this magical place lies the house of Mr. Oulamine, who is my father. He is a man of strong willpower, a man known to be the rock all predicaments get smashed on. He is a man whose past was but a cauldron of problems and misfortune. However, his strength of spirit and patience drove him to stability, and most of all the help of his lovely wife, who stood by him all along the thorny way, to the shore of happiness and peace of mind.
He says that the beautiful weather and the purgation of the place helped him a lot to find the stability of mind. The state of soul he sought to think rationally so as to figure out the real secret behind existence.
One of the ways my soul finds intimacy with God is by immersing my being in beauty. The beauty of this magical spot, that speaks of God’s closeness to its inhabitants.
Ain Leuh is a divine painting that includes flamboyant sunrises that shoot purple streaks athwart the sky. The song whose librettos go so deep into my memory or a garden so amorously tended that I feel God’s presence in the design, color and bouquet.
I must also acknowledge that the moments in sports in which everything moves like poetry, such as the tournament of football in the sacred month of Ramadan, or the basketball games in Abou Bakr Assidek high school pitches, speak to me of sacred beauty as well. It is as if all is one, and I am connected to a deeper level of the essence of beauty, God’s beauty.
Edited by Rajaa El Alami
Bader Oulamine is an English teacher, from Azrou, province of Ifrane in Morocco. He holds a B.A. in English studies from Sidi Mohamed Ben Abdellah University, Fes. In 2007, he joined Benedictine University, Illinois, where he studied leadership and communication and earned a Master’s degree in communication. He is interested in culture, politics, English and Mathematics. He is Morocco World News’s correspondent in Rabat.
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