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Istijlál (Majesty), 3 Jalál (Glory) 176 B.E. - Thursday, April 11, 2019
DAY 2335: "No one can tell what goes on in between the person you were and the person you become. No one can chart that blue and lonely section of hell. There are no maps of the change. You just come out the other side. Or you don't.” ~ Stephen King What are your thoughts? Transformation In the darkness of the chrysalis a Lepidoptera larva is transformed into a butterfly. The chrysalis is neither purgatory nor hell-- though the larva may consider it both-- but a stage of development where it grows wings to fly free above the earth. |
Istijlál (Majesty), 3 Jalál (Glory) 176 B.E. - Thursday, April 11, 2019
Day 1940: Write a poem about Spring and April. "The Divine Springtime is come, O Most Exalted Pen, for the Festival of the All-Merciful is fast approaching. Bestir thyself, and magnify, before the entire creation, the name of God, and celebrate His praise, in such wise that all created things may be regenerated and made new. Speak, and hold not thy peace. The day-star of blissfulness shineth above the horizon of Our name, the Blissful, inasmuch as the kingdom of the names of God hath been adorned with the ornament of the name of thy Lord, the Creator of the heavens. Arise before the nations of the earth, and arm thyself with the power of this Most Great Name, and be not of those who tarry." Baha'u'llah3 King of Festivals4 Oh, Thou nightingales of the All-Glorious, Intone your gratitude to the All-Merciful, and celebrate, in poem and song, the Divine Springtime. In the Garden of Paradise5, the Pen of Glory6 proclaimed the wonderful news that God's promises are now fulfilled and a new spring has arrived. Footnotes |
‘Idál (Justice), 2 Jalál (Glory) 176 B.E. - Wednesday, April 10, 2019 I'm reading The Dawn-Breakers for about the third time. Today, I started Chapter III: The Declaration of The Bab's Mission. I begin reading the book again because I'm writing 200 poems in honor of the 200th Anniversary of the Birth of the Bab. I have 201 days to finish190 poems. I'm sure I can do it because as long as I'm making an effort God will guide me. God has In 2017, God guided me to write 200 poems in honor of the 200th Anniversary of the Birth of Baha'u'llah. This year God has, already, guided me to write 10 poems.
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Fiḍál (Grace), 1 Jalál (Glory) 176 B.E. - Tuesday, April 9, 2019 Feast of Glory "O Son of the Supreme! I have made death a messenger of joy to thee. Wherefore dost thou grieve? I made the light to shed on thee its splendor. Why dost thou veil thyself therefrom?" Baha'u'llah8 In 1983, I wrote an essay on death for an English class. When I was going through the hard copies of some old poems, I found the essay. I posted, without any rewriting, it earlier this year in my port. A few days ago I posted it (along with another essay, in the In & Out for the upcoming Super Power raid. This morning, when I checked my inbox, I discovered that someone had sent me a review on that essay. After that, I checked BahaiTeachings.org to see the titles of today's articles. One of the articles, My Husband’s Death and the Flight of His Soul by Cindy Catches is the beginning of the new series Grief and the Human Spirit .
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Kamál (Perfection), 19 Bahá (Splendor) 176 B.E. - Monday, April 8, 2019
DAY 1937: What do you think personal space is and how do you measure it? And why are we so territorial about it? According to Etiquette Rules of Defining Personal Space By Debby Mayne, personal space is defined as the "physical distance between two people"9. There are several factors that determine this, such as the gender of the individuals interacting or the culture/country the individuals are from. Personal space is different from territory because personal space has more to do with social interactions than with the territory an individual claims. One thing we need to remember, when socializing with other people, is that we are living in a multicultural society that is become more diverse in its social interactions. We need to be considerate of the personal space of other individuals, as well as our own.
DAY 2332: Use these words: April, promises, weather, holiday, hope, faith, and light. April weather is fickle because on a holiday outing it can leave you in a pickle, when its morning promises of clear and sunny becomes an afternoon of thunder and rainy. Don't put your faith in April's weather, just grab a light jacket and an umbrella, and hope for the best. Footnotes |
Jamál (Beauty), 18 Bahá (Splendor) 176 B.E. - Sunday, April 7, 2019 "Meditate on what the poet hath written: “Wonder not, if my Best-Beloved be closer to me than mine own self; wonder at this, that I, despite such nearness, should still be so far from Him.”… Considering what God hath revealed, that “We are closer to man than his life-vein,” the poet hath, in allusion to this verse, stated that, though the revelation of my Best-Beloved hath so permeated my being that He is closer to me than my life-vein, yet, notwithstanding my certitude of its reality and my recognition of my station, I am still so far removed from Him. By this he meaneth that his heart, which is the seat of the All-Merciful and the throne wherein abideth the splendor of His revelation, is forgetful of its Creator, hath strayed from His path, hath shut out itself from His glory, and is stained with the defilement of earthly desires." Baha'u'llah10 Writing Spiritual or Mystic Poetry I meditate on the poetry of the spirit, on the verses revealed by Baha'u'llah and The Bab. I contemplate the similes and metaphors of the sacred scriptures. I enter the zone of creativity and begin to write, knowing that no matter how perfect my verses they do not compare with those inscribed by either the Pen of Glory11 or the Gate of God12 Footnotes |
Jalál (Glory), 17 Bahá (Splendor) 176 B.E. - Saturday, April 6, 2019
DAY 1935: Scientists have discovered there are humans (not aliens) living on another planet, but they have one major difference when compared to Earthlings. What's that difference, and what are their lives like? The main difference is that they don't fight and kill each other over religion, national origin, color, or gender differences. They believe that each individual is a unique creation of the Unknowable Creator, who has many names. They believe that each religion was sent from the Creator to guide them through the stages of their social and spiritual evolution. Another belief is that religion and science are compatible, and that both are gifts from the Divine Creator. They believe that both are intended to help their civilization and each individual attain his or her fullest potential.
DAY 2330: It's midnight and you or your character can't fall asleep. How do you or your character get to sleep? Another sleepless night. I got up, removed all the bedclothes covering my recliner, sprayed the recliner with rubbing alcohol, let it dry, and put everything back on. Next I ate three small pieces of chocolate, and attempted to read some scripture passage on my smartphone app. I say attempted because I kept falling asleep. I finally got to sleep. However, I didn't sleep more than a couple of hours before waking up at about 7:30 a.m. |
Istiqlál (Independence), 16 Bahá (Splendor) 176 B.E. - Friday, April 5, 2019 After a Sleepless Night After a sleepless night, I stare out my front door and watch shadow dance across the dark pavement of Sunrise Avenue. After a sleepless night I listen to a pigeon coo, calling to who: Lost sleep? After a sleepless night, I watch the sun's bright rays cast deep shadows, while gray clouds attempt to hide the blue sky and conceal the sun. |
Istijlál (Majesty), 15 Bahá (Splendor) 176 B.E. - Thursday, April 4, 2019
DAY 2328: Use these words in your post today: shadow, night, feast, ascension, hour, life and genius. Have fun. Festival of Ridvan In about seventeen day the Festival of Riḍván begins, during which Baha'is across the world celebrate the Declaration of Baha'u'llah. Riḍván, which means paradise, last twelve days and the first, ninth, and twelfth day are Holy Days. This festival began in 1863, just before Baha'u'llah left Baghdad. The festival was held in a garden on an island outside the city. The garden was called Ridvan or Paradise by those who attended or visited Baha'u'llah while he was on that island. "It is the Festival of Riḍván, the vernal season wherein the Beauty of the All-Glorious was revealed betwixt earth and heaven. In this wondrous Day the gates of Paradise were flung open before the faces of all people, at the behest of Him Who is the All-Praised, and the outpourings of divine mercy rained down from the clouds of celestial favour upon His countless embodiments and manifestations in the world of being." Baha'u'llah13 In the shadows of evening, I contemplate Feast of Paradise. How wonderful it must have been to be present at the hour when Baha'u'llah proclaimed that He was the one foretold by the Bab; that He was the Promised on of All Religions. Each night roses bloomed and nightingales sing celebrating the Declaration of the King of kings, the Lord of Hosts, and the one who fulfilled the Promises of all the Holy Books. Poet's Note I meditate on the meaning of the scriptures revealed by Baha'u'llah. I am not a genius. I am a poet attempting to write ode to the Baha'u'llah, the Glory of God, and The Bab, the Gate of God. I am a poet attempting to proclaim my faith before the ascension of my soul into the spiritual world, where life is eternal. I write a best I can of what I can understand. Footnotes |
‘Idál (Justice), 14 Bahá (Splendor) 176 B.E. - Wednesday, April 3, 2019 There are 209 days until October 29, I have finished seven poems dedicated to The Bab, and placed them in "Bicentenary Poems and Prose" . In addition I have six lines, which could go in a poem. I can't seen the think of a title or a theme, although, I could use one of the miscellaneous lines as either the them or the title. The poems I have finished are "1 Muharram 1235 AH" , "Intoning the Prayer of The Bab" , "The Great Trumpet Has Sounded" , "Portal of Grace: To The Bab" , "The Wayfarer's Journey Begins" , "Who is The Bab?" , and "Declaration of The Bab" . I'm reading The Dawn-Breakers again, and have finished the first chapter. If I'm lucky I will finish the other 193 poems and the book before October 29. It isn't that I haven't had any inspiration, I have. It's just that none of the inspiration has involved poems dedicated to the Bab. I'v listened to a couple of Luke Slott's talks about the Gate of Heaven, and the stories from The Dawn-Breakers. I think I will begin listening to those videos from the beginning, and see if I can find more inspiration. |
Fiḍál (Grace), 13 Bahá (Splendor) 176 B.E. - Tuesday, April 2, 2019
DAY 2326: Use these words in your entry: spring, wind, flowers, showers, nightingale. Poetry of Spring The poetry of spring falls in warm showers upon the cold gardens of winter. Wind carries the nightingale's song to flowers, sleeping beneath the frigid soil, awakening them from sleep.
DAY 1931t: What is the best way to make a real and effective apology? Making Apologizes Sorry isn't enough actions speak louder than words show me your remorse. |
Kamál (Perfection), 12 Bahá (Splendor) 176 B.E. - Monday, April 1, 2019
DAY 1930: “Happiness is an expression of gratitude. It’s never wrong to be grateful,” a character advises his grandchild in Amy Harmon’s What the Wind Knows. In what ways are gratitude and happiness connected, and what do you think about this advice? Gratitude and Happiness Gratitude and happiness are both spiritual attributes. People can't be happy if they don't believe they have anything to give thanks for. In order for happiness to be fully realized, we have to learn to be grateful under all conditions. No matter what befalls people in their physical, financial, or social life there is always something to be thankful for. Sometimes the difficulties of life blind us to the little--and sometimes abstract--things we have to be grateful for. When this happens, we have to look harder to express our gratitude.
DAY 2325: What is your favorite poem? Who is your favorite poet? My Favorite Poet and Poem Who is my favorite poet? I've thought a long time about this because over the decades I've read numerous poets, most of whom I liked. My favorite poet is Tahirih, the Babi poet and the only woman among the Bab's Letters of the Living. I've read translations of several of her poems, and the one that is my favorite is Point by Point . |