I wish I may
I wish I might
Be with you
On this fine night
Snow falls at morn
Excitement fills the air
Crowds pack the church
Quickly does the gift wrap tear
It's the night before
The eve of wishes
Of joys and laughter
Of hugs and of kisses.
Monday, December 24, 2012
Tuesday, September 11, 2012
Body: Battle
It's a battlefield in there
Some dumb, some straight
It's me against them
Take on 50, 20, or 8
One at a time, I show off my strength
I lift, I bow, I bend
A glance in the mirror
It's my ego that I fend
The wounds are few and far between
As much as it pains me
That little red sore
How it makes me giddy
The battle is sometimes long
And othertimes short and sweet
But no matter what
Return to that place, will my feet
Some dumb, some straight
It's me against them
Take on 50, 20, or 8
One at a time, I show off my strength
I lift, I bow, I bend
A glance in the mirror
It's my ego that I fend
The wounds are few and far between
As much as it pains me
That little red sore
How it makes me giddy
The battle is sometimes long
And othertimes short and sweet
But no matter what
Return to that place, will my feet
Tuesday, September 4, 2012
Mind: Education as a means of Emancipation
Jamilah is a Kindergartener beginning her studies this week at a private Catholic Elementary School in the USA that her family chose for her after visiting several schools she had to choose from. Her experience is in bold below.
Niknaz is a graduate of the Baha’i Institute of Higher Education — the open university established to educate Baha’i youth who have been banned from the state-run colleges in Iran. She was interviewed about what it was like to study at the BIHE – her responses are in italics below.
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She awoke from her bed, eager and excited to attend school. “The teacher has curly hair like me” she exclaimed.
Every day of studying at the BIHE involves risk factors and restrictions.
“You don’t need to come with me, I can wait for the bus alone.” She boarded the bus without a fear and waved bye.
We were always very careful to avoid traffic while going and coming out of the house, not to attract any attention.
On the bus she made friends with the boys, “I already made friends with those boys” she exclaimed. The bus took over an hour to get to school, but she will only ride the bus once a day in the morning.
Sometimes for attending two classes in one day, I had to go from one class in the north of Tehran to another class in the south.
The bus arrived safely to the clean school building – the same one she had visited several times before in preparation for the first day of school.
Our classes were held at homes and the university was underground.
Friendly teachers stood outside to show her where to line up and to guide her to her classroom.
I did not study in a normal classroom like everybody else in America.
“Tomorrow,” they said, “You will set your back-packs here, play in the playground, and when the bell rings, you will line up again here to go to class.”
Every day, I did not know if tomorrow my university will be there or not.
Each day would be the same morning routine, and each day Mrs B would be there to greet her when she gets off the bus.
Every day the fear existed that our professors would be arrested and our equipments confiscated.
When she arrives to her classroom each day, Mrs S will greet her upon entering and she will hang her backpack on the same hook, and sit at the same table she sat at the day before.
There was no permanent place for our classes and workshops.
And when it comes the time for her scheduled gym, library, computer, music, or Spanish class – there will be a separate fully equipped classroom for her to go to.
Many Bahai homes and their basements, big or small, and the professors’ offices and workplaces, were ready to instantly turn into classrooms and studios and labs.
She, as a student, will be happy, under any circumstance, whether there isn’t enough strawberries in her lunch box, whether the teacher mispronounces her name, whether the smart board only has four pens, it won’t matter her mind is ready to learn.
We as students were happy under any circumstance, whether there were enough chairs or we had to sit on the floor; whether the room was spacious or cramped, whether, there was an overhead projector or a whiteboard, would not matter and our minds were ready to learn.
For more information on the persecution of Baha’is in Iran, please visit http://iran.bahai.us
Sunday, August 26, 2012
Soul: Roses
The roses were brought from over 40mi away.
They arrived in the hands of a man
Eager to share with the woman he loved
A symbol of the love they shared.
The roses stood strong in nourished fresh water
Witnessing the comings and goings of that home
And then, all of a sudden, all become silent and still
The woman was gone, the roses stood alone.
One by one, those roses began to wilt
The woman had left the roses to explore
The love for God that grew continually within her heart
The roses longed to understand how come
The rose within her heart never seemed to wilt
It didn't need companionship, nor fresh water
It's existence was not conditional on nourishment
It was self sufficient and ever-giving
A few days past by, and the woman returned to that home
The roses remained on the table, wilted and still
Whilst the rose in heart shone radiantly from within
What did those roses symbolize now?
The woman had not needed the roses while away,
But it seems they had needed her
Had the roses sought refuge in her home?
Had the roses come to expect the care?
The woman glanced at the roses,
And a few... seemed to glance back at her
Those few symbolized faith, hope, and patience
The rest laid limp and still, never to be known what they symbolized
And the conflict ensued
Should she keep those that stood alive
And toss the dead among them?
Would the few be able to stand strong alone?
If she pours out the old water, and refreshes with new
Will those roses come to expect that each time they wilt
New water and nourishment will always be there
What if she doesn't always have fresh water to provide?
Yet is to be known what will come of those roses
As that woman stares and ponders
Only the rose shining within her has a glimpse of what's to come
And she prays that rose will offer but a sign
Or a note, from which she can make the tune
Or a stroke, from which she can complete the painting
Oh Dear Rose, be these roses tried and true
Eternal, let them stand side by side with you.
They arrived in the hands of a man
Eager to share with the woman he loved
A symbol of the love they shared.
The roses stood strong in nourished fresh water
Witnessing the comings and goings of that home
And then, all of a sudden, all become silent and still
The woman was gone, the roses stood alone.
One by one, those roses began to wilt
The woman had left the roses to explore
The love for God that grew continually within her heart
The roses longed to understand how come
The rose within her heart never seemed to wilt
It didn't need companionship, nor fresh water
It's existence was not conditional on nourishment
It was self sufficient and ever-giving
A few days past by, and the woman returned to that home
The roses remained on the table, wilted and still
Whilst the rose in heart shone radiantly from within
What did those roses symbolize now?
The woman had not needed the roses while away,
But it seems they had needed her
Had the roses sought refuge in her home?
Had the roses come to expect the care?
The woman glanced at the roses,
And a few... seemed to glance back at her
Those few symbolized faith, hope, and patience
The rest laid limp and still, never to be known what they symbolized
And the conflict ensued
Should she keep those that stood alive
And toss the dead among them?
Would the few be able to stand strong alone?
If she pours out the old water, and refreshes with new
Will those roses come to expect that each time they wilt
New water and nourishment will always be there
What if she doesn't always have fresh water to provide?
Yet is to be known what will come of those roses
As that woman stares and ponders
Only the rose shining within her has a glimpse of what's to come
And she prays that rose will offer but a sign
Or a note, from which she can make the tune
Or a stroke, from which she can complete the painting
Oh Dear Rose, be these roses tried and true
Eternal, let them stand side by side with you.
Monday, June 4, 2012
Mind: I want...
...a few more hours in each day...
so that I can write on my blog more frequently.
I can't believe it's already June -- hopefully work will let up soon so that I can start sharing with you some stories/reflections. Thank you for stopping by and checking in -- sorry I don't have any new posts, but feel free to check out the oldies-but-goodies from the past.
Check back again soon!
Dominique
so that I can write on my blog more frequently.
I can't believe it's already June -- hopefully work will let up soon so that I can start sharing with you some stories/reflections. Thank you for stopping by and checking in -- sorry I don't have any new posts, but feel free to check out the oldies-but-goodies from the past.
Check back again soon!
Dominique
Friday, April 27, 2012
Soul: Spirit's Springtime
A new day has dawned,
Now is the time for renewal
The weary may have yawned
They now work to polish each jewel
The blossoming tree
And the wilting flower
Abide in harmony
Shaded by the same tower
Those that seek direction
Look within first
And find truth in reflection
For more, they thirst
Roots spread out and deep
Into that which grounds them
Quenched and nourished, clarity they reap
Once a stone, now seemingly a gem
And whilst they were turned within, with care
The sun still shone radiantly down
And although that flower may not have been aware
It's petals no longer did frown
To harvest, one must sew
A crop so fruitful, one may find
To reap, one must hoe
Must love, be patient and kind.
Now is the time for renewal
The weary may have yawned
They now work to polish each jewel
The blossoming tree
And the wilting flower
Abide in harmony
Shaded by the same tower
Those that seek direction
Look within first
And find truth in reflection
For more, they thirst
Roots spread out and deep
Into that which grounds them
Quenched and nourished, clarity they reap
Once a stone, now seemingly a gem
And whilst they were turned within, with care
The sun still shone radiantly down
And although that flower may not have been aware
It's petals no longer did frown
To harvest, one must sew
A crop so fruitful, one may find
To reap, one must hoe
Must love, be patient and kind.
Monday, April 2, 2012
Mind: Spring into Action
A blank piece of paper
Bright crayons within grasp
Images crisp and clear
A mind does clasp
A new day, a new dawn
Sky blue, grass green
Signs of birth and renewal
A vibrant scene
A bird's tweet at dawn
Children playing in the playground
Tunes energetic and upbeat
A hopeful and optimistic sound
A kite in the sky, a ball on the field
Bare feet brushing through grass
Tokens of joy and recreation
A smirk, a smile, some sass
A mother fills her pot with plants
Fathers tune up bikes and get out tools
Emblems of love and anticipation
A warmth felt as the wind cools
A farmer prepares for the annual yield
Accountants plan and forecast
Efforts intense and concentrated
A fish is caught if the line is well cast
A list of goals and steps to take
Excitement gleaming in eyes
Skills honed and strengthened
A vision of soaring through skies
Bright crayons within grasp
Images crisp and clear
A mind does clasp
A new day, a new dawn
Sky blue, grass green
Signs of birth and renewal
A vibrant scene
A bird's tweet at dawn
Children playing in the playground
Tunes energetic and upbeat
A hopeful and optimistic sound
A kite in the sky, a ball on the field
Bare feet brushing through grass
Tokens of joy and recreation
A smirk, a smile, some sass
A mother fills her pot with plants
Fathers tune up bikes and get out tools
Emblems of love and anticipation
A warmth felt as the wind cools
A farmer prepares for the annual yield
Accountants plan and forecast
Efforts intense and concentrated
A fish is caught if the line is well cast
A list of goals and steps to take
Excitement gleaming in eyes
Skills honed and strengthened
A vision of soaring through skies
Tuesday, March 6, 2012
Body: For the Love of God
No Really...We do it for the Lord. When you lift, when you run, when you lunge -- your spirit and mind are filled with energy as you test your body beyond it's capacity. During the fast, I urge you to continue to push your body beyond the limits of comfort -- you may be surprised what what you are capable of.
" Grant, O my Lord, that this fast may become a river of life-giving waters and may yield the virtue wherewith Thou hast endowed it. Do Thou accept all that we have done for love of Thee..." —Bahá’u’lláh
Please share your workouts during the fast in the comments below.
With Him, all things are made possible -- wishing you wellness and fitness for many days, months, and years to come.
I will start us off -- last night the hour of fast breaking was around 6pm, having had no drink or food since 6:45am, I took a sip of water at the fast breaking hour and headed to Boot Camp for 45min, then 30min Elliptical Interval training, and then 30min Kettlebells routine. I then drove home, put my daughter to bed, and broke the Fast with a vegetable soup at 8:35pm. -- For the Love of God.
Thursday, March 1, 2012
Soul: Gift of Cheer and Virtues
Jamilah brought gifts to her school for Ayyam-i-Ha... those gifts were:
A Radiant Smile of Joy and Cheer
A Mom to Read
A Book about Ayyam-i-Ha
Crowns and Virtues to Adorn them With
Playdough Tubs for Each Child
Description for the Parents
For Books about Ayyam-i-Ha, please visit http://www.enablemetogrow.com/2012/02/18/ayyam-i-ha-books/
We used a version of Isabella Ruiter's book and would definitely recommend it. After reading the story, we talked about how God gave us the gifts of virtues which are like jewels on the crowns of our hearts. We then decorated crowns -- for this project, you just need the below mentioned crowns, virtues, sequins, glue sticks, plates for the sequins and virtues, and masking tape to secure the crown in the correct fitting around the child's head once they have decorated it. As we taped the crown, we read the virtues the child had selected to them. When the crowns were complete and each child was proudly wearing their virtues, they lined up to receive gifts from Jamilah since her holiday is a gift-giving holiday. She gave each child a play-dough to take home. We then slipped the descriptions for the parents into the childrens' take-home folders -- also included below.
For the Crowns:
I took posterboard and cut 4-5" strips along the 22" side so each strip was 4-5" x 22".
I then cut the zig zags down the middle of each strip to make two crowns. Each posterboard makes 12-14 crowns depending on how tall you would like the crowns. The 22" width of posterboard is perfect length to fit toddlers and preschoolers' heads.
For the Virtues:
I printed the following onto colorful cardstock and cut out each virtue/jewel.
A Radiant Smile of Joy and Cheer
A Mom to Read
A Book about Ayyam-i-Ha
Crowns and Virtues to Adorn them With
Playdough Tubs for Each Child
Description for the Parents
For Books about Ayyam-i-Ha, please visit http://www.enablemetogrow.com/2012/02/18/ayyam-i-ha-books/
We used a version of Isabella Ruiter's book and would definitely recommend it. After reading the story, we talked about how God gave us the gifts of virtues which are like jewels on the crowns of our hearts. We then decorated crowns -- for this project, you just need the below mentioned crowns, virtues, sequins, glue sticks, plates for the sequins and virtues, and masking tape to secure the crown in the correct fitting around the child's head once they have decorated it. As we taped the crown, we read the virtues the child had selected to them. When the crowns were complete and each child was proudly wearing their virtues, they lined up to receive gifts from Jamilah since her holiday is a gift-giving holiday. She gave each child a play-dough to take home. We then slipped the descriptions for the parents into the childrens' take-home folders -- also included below.
For the Crowns:
I took posterboard and cut 4-5" strips along the 22" side so each strip was 4-5" x 22".
I then cut the zig zags down the middle of each strip to make two crowns. Each posterboard makes 12-14 crowns depending on how tall you would like the crowns. The 22" width of posterboard is perfect length to fit toddlers and preschoolers' heads.
For the Virtues:
I printed the following onto colorful cardstock and cut out each virtue/jewel.
Description for Parents:
HAPPY AYYAM-I-HA!
Ayyam-i-Ha (Days of Joy) is a Baha’i holiday and gift-giving
time that is celebrated Feb 26 - Mar 1st. The Baha’i calendar is
composed of 19 months of 19 days in each month. To align with the Gregorian
calendar, there are 4-5 ‘intercalary’ days (5 if a leap year) that bring the
total number of days to 365. Baha’is celebrate the holiday by providing “good
cheer for themselves, their kindred and, beyond them, the poor and needy.” They
also use this time to prepare for the 19-day fating period beginning Mar 2nd.
Jamilah’s family wanted to share their holiday with their friends at Sunshine
Valley. We hope the kids enjoy the gifts and crowns!
Body: Firms The Abs
Ayyam-i-Ha, the days of Joy
The days of Ha, Time to enjoy
We are called to "provide good cheer"
And most certainly without wine or beer
Enjoy a cookie, share a smile
Wear confidence with style
Turn to the Lord for He is good
May his light shine o'er your 'hood
The sound of joy can be heard for miles
Laughter rings out veiling life's trials
It warms the heart and firms the abs
Transforming those confronting the drabs
Squat and stand your ground
Breathe, tranquility found
Laugh, stretch, and release
You may have found inner peace
The days of Ha, Time to enjoy
We are called to "provide good cheer"
And most certainly without wine or beer
Enjoy a cookie, share a smile
Wear confidence with style
Turn to the Lord for He is good
May his light shine o'er your 'hood
The sound of joy can be heard for miles
Laughter rings out veiling life's trials
It warms the heart and firms the abs
Transforming those confronting the drabs
Squat and stand your ground
Breathe, tranquility found
Laugh, stretch, and release
You may have found inner peace
Monday, February 27, 2012
Mind: Perfection
Today is Mon, Feb 27, 2012 or in the Baha'i calendar it is Kamal (Perfection), 2nd Day of Ayyam-i-Ha, 168BE -- and on this day of Perfection, I will share briefly some reflections on this word/characteristic.
Perfection is a virtue of God
Then why does it cause frustration?
Virtues open hearts and open doors
Then why does perfection create barriers?
This morning, my daughter sat at the kitchen table.
Marker in hand, ready to take on the paper
(or the back of a Junior Youth Group book as the case may have been)
She was to draw a girl -- a very specific girl
With a specific curve to her chin and forehead
Very straight hair that had a specific curve in her ponytail
With a very specific glance in her eyes
And the very first girl face she drew... she was pleased with
She called me over with such excitement in her eyes
She had drawn the outline of a girl's face of which she was actually pleased
There was one problem, she had drew this girl on the back of a Junior Youth Group book
I gently suggested that she try to recreate the girl on a piece of paper
Not knowing at the time, what a test/challenge I was presenting her with
A few minutes later I returned to that same daughter
That had been so filled with joy a few minutes ago
Completely distraught and frustrated
With about 15 or more imperfect ovals and attempts to draw hair
Spread across the page like lilypads on a still pond
Disappointment and frustration filled the air
These attempts to draw girls were far from perfect
And this child strives for perfection
Act, reflect, encourage, encourage, encourage.
Sound familiar? Perhaps to some.
Now came my test, it was so very important that I demonstrated patience
Perseverance, encouragement, and the waiver to failure
She asked me if I could draw a girl -- I told her it would't be perfect, was that ok?
And at first, she stated that it wasn't -- it was not ok to not be perfect...
But she came around and allowed me to 'do my best work.'
And a few minutes later, she did her best work also
Still disappointed, still somewhat sad.
I encouraged her to cut out the one she had put so much hard work into
And she instantly got a rush of joy in thinking she could gift it to someone at school
She eagerly cut out that little girl, wrote her name on the back,
And proudly took that imperfect girl to school with her
Having planned to hand it to a teacher that would come to school later in the day
She noticed the new girl, Lucy, playing on her own,
And decided to give it to her instead.
Perfection was not attained, but progress was made that morn.
Perfection is a virtue of God
Then why does it cause frustration?
Virtues open hearts and open doors
Then why does perfection create barriers?
This morning, my daughter sat at the kitchen table.
Marker in hand, ready to take on the paper
(or the back of a Junior Youth Group book as the case may have been)
She was to draw a girl -- a very specific girl
With a specific curve to her chin and forehead
Very straight hair that had a specific curve in her ponytail
With a very specific glance in her eyes
And the very first girl face she drew... she was pleased with
She called me over with such excitement in her eyes
She had drawn the outline of a girl's face of which she was actually pleased
There was one problem, she had drew this girl on the back of a Junior Youth Group book
I gently suggested that she try to recreate the girl on a piece of paper
Not knowing at the time, what a test/challenge I was presenting her with
A few minutes later I returned to that same daughter
That had been so filled with joy a few minutes ago
Completely distraught and frustrated
With about 15 or more imperfect ovals and attempts to draw hair
Spread across the page like lilypads on a still pond
Disappointment and frustration filled the air
These attempts to draw girls were far from perfect
And this child strives for perfection
Act, reflect, encourage, encourage, encourage.
Sound familiar? Perhaps to some.
Now came my test, it was so very important that I demonstrated patience
Perseverance, encouragement, and the waiver to failure
She asked me if I could draw a girl -- I told her it would't be perfect, was that ok?
And at first, she stated that it wasn't -- it was not ok to not be perfect...
But she came around and allowed me to 'do my best work.'
And a few minutes later, she did her best work also
Still disappointed, still somewhat sad.
I encouraged her to cut out the one she had put so much hard work into
And she instantly got a rush of joy in thinking she could gift it to someone at school
She eagerly cut out that little girl, wrote her name on the back,
And proudly took that imperfect girl to school with her
Having planned to hand it to a teacher that would come to school later in the day
She noticed the new girl, Lucy, playing on her own,
And decided to give it to her instead.
Perfection was not attained, but progress was made that morn.
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
Soul: Fast
Today, on Ash Wednesday, for many Christians around the world, begins the fasting period of Lent.
Next week, on March 2nd, following the joyous days of Ha (Ayyam-i-Ha), for many Baha'is around the world, also begins a fasting period.
Regarding fasting, ‘Abdu’l-Bahá, has written:
"Ye had written of the fasting month. Fortunate are ye to have obeyed the commandment of God, and kept this fast during the holy season. For this material fast is an outer token of the spiritual fast; it is a symbol of self-restraint, the withholding of oneself from all appetites of the self, taking on the characteristics of the spirit, being carried away by the breathings of heaven and catching fire from the love of God."
I pray that those fasting receive the bounties and grace of God as a result of their sacrifice, obedience, determination, and love for God.
Next week, on March 2nd, following the joyous days of Ha (Ayyam-i-Ha), for many Baha'is around the world, also begins a fasting period.
Regarding fasting, ‘Abdu’l-Bahá, has written:
"Ye had written of the fasting month. Fortunate are ye to have obeyed the commandment of God, and kept this fast during the holy season. For this material fast is an outer token of the spiritual fast; it is a symbol of self-restraint, the withholding of oneself from all appetites of the self, taking on the characteristics of the spirit, being carried away by the breathings of heaven and catching fire from the love of God."
I pray that those fasting receive the bounties and grace of God as a result of their sacrifice, obedience, determination, and love for God.
Tuesday, February 21, 2012
Body: Twists and Turns
On sister, on brother
Strands wrap
Around one another
Each going in different ways
Amassed
Progressing as one with few strays
Individually a strand
Together strong
Halts a combing hand
Twists and turns
Life’s road meets
Thorns and ferns
A breeze rustles through
With a lift and a bounce
Personality shines true
Sitting patient and proud
Formed and shaped
Definition both tame and loud
Each day different than the one before
But one thing for sure
The same dimples, the same smile to explore
You may glance, you might stare
Story of life can be found
In the twist and turns of that hair
Strands wrap
Around one another
Each going in different ways
Amassed
Progressing as one with few strays
Individually a strand
Together strong
Halts a combing hand
Twists and turns
Life’s road meets
Thorns and ferns
A breeze rustles through
With a lift and a bounce
Personality shines true
Sitting patient and proud
Formed and shaped
Definition both tame and loud
Each day different than the one before
But one thing for sure
The same dimples, the same smile to explore
You may glance, you might stare
Story of life can be found
In the twist and turns of that hair
Monday, February 13, 2012
Soul: What is Love?
QUOTES FOR REFLECTION:
What a power is love! It is the most wonderful, the greatest of all living powers. Love gives life to the lifeless. Love lights a flame in the heart that is cold. Love brings hope to the hopeless and gladdens the hearts of the sorrowful.
What a power is love! It is the most wonderful, the greatest of all living powers. Love gives life to the lifeless. Love lights a flame in the heart that is cold. Love brings hope to the hopeless and gladdens the hearts of the sorrowful.
In the world of existence there is indeed no greater power than
the power of love. When the heart of man is
aglow with the flame of love, he is ready to sacrifice all—even his life. In
the Gospel it is said God is love.
(‘Abdu’l-Bahá: Paris Talks, pp. 179-181)
Know thou of a
certainty that Love is the secret of God's holy Dispensation, the manifestation
of the All-Merciful, the fountain of spiritual outpourings. Love is heaven's
kindly light, the Holy Spirit's eternal breath that vivifieth the human soul.
Love is the cause of God's revelation unto man, the vital bond inherent, in
accordance with the divine creation, in the realities of things. Love is the
one means that ensureth true felicity both in this world and the next. Love is
the light that guideth in darkness, the living link that uniteth God with man,
that assureth the progress of every illumined soul. Love is the most great law
that ruleth this mighty and heavenly cycle, the unique power that bindeth
together the diverse elements of this material world, the supreme magnetic
force that directeth the movements of the spheres in the celestial realms. Love
revealeth with unfailing and limitless power the mysteries latent in the
universe. Love is the spirit of life unto the adorned body of mankind, the
establisher of true civilization in this mortal world, and the shedder of
imperishable glory upon every high-aiming race and nation. (‘Abdu’l-Bahá: Selections from the Writings of ‘Abdu’l-Bahá, p. 27)
The love of God has brought us together,
and this is the best of means and motive. Every other bond of friendship is limited in effectiveness, but fellowship based
upon the love of God is unlimited, everlasting, divine and radiant. (‘Abdu’l-Bahá: Promulgation
of Universal Peace, p. 442)
It is He Who created you from a single person, and made his mate of like nature, in order that
he might dwell with her in
love. (The Qur’án, 7:189)
In short, whatsoever thing is arranged in harmony and with
love and purity of motive, its result is light, and should the least trace of estrangement prevail the result shall be darkness upon
darkness…. (‘Abdu’l-Bahá: Selections
from the Writings of ‘Abdu’l-Bahá, p. 88)
…The love which exists between the hearts of believers is
prompted by the ideal of the unity of spirits. This love is attained through the knowledge of God, so that men see the Divine Love
reflected in the heart. Each sees in
the other the Beauty of God reflected in the soul, and finding this point of
similarity, they are attracted
to one another in love. This love will make all men the waves of one sea, this love will make them all the stars of one heaven and the
fruits of one tree. This love will bring the realization of true accord, the foundation of real unity. But the love which sometimes exists between friends is not
(true) love, because it
is subject to transmutation; this
is merely fascination. As the breeze blows, the slender trees yield. If the
wind is in the East the tree
leans to the West, and if the wind turns to the West the tree leans to the
East. This kind of love is originated by the accidental conditions of
life. This is not love, it is merely acquaintanceship; it is subject to change. Today you will see two souls apparently in close friendship;
tomorrow all this may be changed. Yesterday they were ready to die for one another, today they shun one another’s
society! This is not love; it is the
yielding of the hearts to the accidents of life. When that which has caused
this “love” to exist passes, the
love passes also; this is not in reality love. (‘Abdu’l-Bahá: Paris Talks, pp.
179-181)
Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not
boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. …Love never
fails…(The Bible: 1 Corinthians 13:4, 5, 8)
MY REFLECTION:
Love is...
Turning towards God and seeking to do that which is right
Chanting prayers in times of joy and in times of pain
Giving hugs and kisses with praise and with compassion
Striving to better one's self, family, and community
Lending a hand selflessly to aid others
Smiling at strangers that cross your path
Taking a moment to reflect and appreciate
Looking for the positives in each and in all
Seeking the blessings in times of tests
Listening with understanding and empathy
Expressing with tact and sincerity
Sharing a meal or a heart-warming treat
Encouraging loved ones with wisdom to act or to yield
Thinking of others before oneself
Prioritizing love and unity before all else.
MY REFLECTION:
Love is...
Turning towards God and seeking to do that which is right
Chanting prayers in times of joy and in times of pain
Giving hugs and kisses with praise and with compassion
Striving to better one's self, family, and community
Lending a hand selflessly to aid others
Smiling at strangers that cross your path
Taking a moment to reflect and appreciate
Looking for the positives in each and in all
Seeking the blessings in times of tests
Listening with understanding and empathy
Expressing with tact and sincerity
Sharing a meal or a heart-warming treat
Encouraging loved ones with wisdom to act or to yield
Thinking of others before oneself
Prioritizing love and unity before all else.
Thursday, February 9, 2012
Mind: Creative Valentines
Template (below)
Card Stock - Red, Green
Red Tissue Paper
Scissors
Glue Stick
Lollipop
Pen for writing name
Pen for writing name
HEART
1. Print Template on Red Card Stock -- 6 per page
2. Cut out each heart Template, fold in half, and cut a 5mm slit in the grass, open the heart back out
3. Child's name is written below the From:
LEAVES
1. Cut Green Card Stock lengthwise into 2" wide strips.
2. Fold each Green Card Stock strip in half and cut leaf shapes -- make sure that 2-3mm of the leaf shape is on the fold to allow for each leaf to be able to fold around Lollipop stick -- set leaves aside
ROSE
1. Cut Red Tissue Paper into Circles (2-3" Diameter depending on size of lollipop)
2. Cut small curved slits all the way around the circle to make petals
3. Fold Red Tissue Paper circles in half and make a little cut in the middle
4. Insert lollipop stick into the middle of two circles (adjust one of the circles around so they are not exactly aligned on top of each other)
5. Fold a green leaf (pre-cut above) around the lollipop (about 1" from bottom of stick) and glue leaf together
ASSEMBLY
1. Insert Rose into the slit in the Heart
2. Glue leaf to the Heart -- be careful not to cover any of the writing
CHILDREN CAN THEN ENJOY SHARING THESE WITH THEIR FRIENDS!
EXAMPLE:
http://fastfunfit.blogspot.com/2013/02/mind-creative-valentines-2013.html
Monday, February 6, 2012
Body: Kettlebells
Snatch, release, push, pull, thrust, exert, swing, orbit -- these are just some of the momentum driven actions involved in a kettlebell routine. It's no wonder this form of exercise is so impactful.
Wednesday, January 25, 2012
Soul: Honor Thy Parents
As a parent, you emphatically consider and diligently work on getting your child to listen to you and other adults, to follow directions, to be honest and trustworthy, kind and patient, joyful and friendly... And in return, you praise the child for behaviors that align with your desires.
Before those 4-6yr olds -- who strive to make their parents proud -- grow into 8-12yr olds -- how do we instill in them a sacred responsibility of honoring one's parents?
And better yet, why don't we often consider and work diligently on this aspect? Do we think that the act of listening is sufficient? How would we like our children to demonstrate love and honor for us? Do we unconsciously question whether we are even worthy of the growing child's honor and focus more on honoring and cherishing their pure souls?
Before those 4-6yr olds -- who strive to make their parents proud -- grow into 8-12yr olds -- how do we instill in them a sacred responsibility of honoring one's parents?
And better yet, why don't we often consider and work diligently on this aspect? Do we think that the act of listening is sufficient? How would we like our children to demonstrate love and honor for us? Do we unconsciously question whether we are even worthy of the growing child's honor and focus more on honoring and cherishing their pure souls?
From the Baha’i Holy
Writings:
The fruits of the tree of existence are trustworthiness,
loyalty, truthfulness and purity. After
the recognition of the oneness of the Lord, exalted be He, the most important
of all duties is to have due regard for the rights of one’s parents. This matter hath been mentioned in all the
Books of God.
Bahá’u’lláh: Family Life, p. 385
It is seemly that the servant should, after each prayer,
supplicate God to bestow mercy and forgiveness upon his parents. Thereupon God’s call will be raised: “Thousand upon thousand of what thou hast
asked for thy parents shall be thy recompense!” Blessed is he who remembereth
his parents when communing with God.
There is, verily, no God but Him, the Mighty, the Well-Beloved.
Selections From the
Writings of the Báb
The son, on the other hand, must show forth the utmost
obedience towards his father, and should conduct himself as a humble and a
lowly servant. Day and night he should
seek diligently to ensure the comfort and welfare of his loving father and to
secure his good-pleasure. He must forgo
his own rest and enjoyment and constantly strive to bring gladness to the
hearts of his father and mother, that thereby he may attain the good-pleasure
of the Almighty and be graciously aided by the hosts of the unseen.
`Abdu'l-Baha: Family Life, p. 394
Beware lest ye commit that which would sadden the hearts of
your fathers and mothers. Follow ye the
path of Truth which indeed is a straight path.
Should anyone give you a choice between the opportunity to render a
service to Me and a service to them, choose ye to serve them, and let such
service be a path leading you to Me.
This is My exhortation and command unto thee. Observe therefore that which thy Lord, the
mighty, the Gracious, hath prescribed unto thee.
Bahá’u’lláh
O Lord! In this Most Great Dispensation Thou dost accept the
intercession of children on behalf of their parents. This is one of the special, infinite
bestowals of this Dispensation.
Therefore, O Thou kind Lord, accept the request of this Thy servant at
the threshold of Thy singleness and submerge his father in the ocean of Thy
grace.
`Abdu’l-Baha
From the Christian
Holy Writings:
Children, obey your parents in
the Lord: for this is right. Honour thy father and mother; which is the first
commandment with promise; That it may be well with thee, and thou mayest live
long on the earth. And, ye fathers, provoke not your children to wrath: but
bring them up in the nurture and admonition of the Lord.
Ephesians 6:1-4
For God commanded, saying, Honour thy
father and mother: and, He that curseth father or mother, let him die the
death.
Honour thy father and thy mother: and,
Thou shalt love thy neighbour as thyself.
Thou knowest the commandments, Do not
commit adultery, Do not kill, Do not steal, Do not bear false witness, Defraud
not, Honour thy father and mother.
Matthew 15:4, 19:19, Mark 10:19
From the Jewish Holy
Writings:
Honor your father and your mother that your days may be long
in the land which the Lord your God gives you.
Exodus 20.12
There are three partners in man, God, father, and
mother. When a man honors his father and
mother, God says, “I regard it as though
I had dwelt among them and they had honored me.”
Talmud
From the Muslim Holy
Writings:
Thy Lord has decreed…that you be kind to parents. Whether one or both of them attain old age in
your lifetime, do not say to them a word of contempt, nor repel them, but
address them in terms of honor. And out
of kindness, lower to them the wing of humility, and say, “My Lord! Bestow on
them Thy mercy even as they cherished me in childhood.”
Qur’an 17.23
One Companion asked,
“O Apostle of God! Who is the person worthiest of my consideration?” He
replied, “Your Mother.” He asked
again, “And second to my mother?” The Prophet said, “Your mother.” The companion insisted, “And then?”
The messenger of God said, “After
your mother, your father.”
Hadith of Bukhari
From the Hindu Holy
Writings:
A man has three venerable superiors, his father, his mother,
and his spiritual teacher. By honouring
his mother, he gains the present world, by honouring his father, the world of
gods, and by paying strict obedience to his spiritual teacher, the world of
Brahman.
Vishnu-Sutra
From the Buddhist
Holy Writings:
Supporting one’s father and mother, cherishing wife and
children and a peaceful occupation; that is the greatest blessing.
Sutta Nipata 262
Ponder these writings in your heart -- How will you acknowledge and praise children today for honoring, loving, supporting their parents?
Monday, January 9, 2012
Mind: Human Intellect
At last night's Junior Youth Group, the youth were excitedly engaged in discussion about the differences between the minds of humans and other living things. They exercised their own power of intellect to explore whether they think certain living things have intellect and understanding and how these living things exercise their brains/physiological abilities to 'think' and/or make decisions. Like them, I was very curious about this topic and went on to read further. Below is a passage regarding the special properties of humankind's mental faculties followed by my reflections...
I can walk that which I talk.
I think. I am.
I can think about what I am.
I breathe. I live.
I can understand that the breathing keeps me living.
I take. I give.
I can decide to take nothing and embrace the joy of giving
I see. I smile.
I enjoy things for more than a short while
I remember. I relate.
I analyze my past, my future, and possibility of fate.
I believe. I dream.
I can tell the difference between a river and a stream.
I look. I see.
I look and see that mankind is one large family.
I walk. I talk.
I can walk that which I talk.
I think. I am.
I can think about what I am.
I breathe. I live.
I can understand that the breathing keeps me living.
I take. I give.
I can decide to take nothing and embrace the joy of giving
I see. I smile.
I enjoy things for more than a short while
I remember. I relate.
I analyze my past, my future, and possibility of fate.
I believe. I dream.
I can tell the difference between a river and a stream.
I look. I see.
I look and see that mankind is one large family.
Wednesday, January 4, 2012
Body: Stress
Stress...
Increases the heart rate
Intensifies the heart beat
Applies pressure
Drives one to action
Provides a boost of energy
Tones composure
Trains strength
Builds resilience
Asserts caution
Lets adrenaline flow
Releases endorphins
Excites the mind
Experiencing situations of eustress* in your life -- the good stress -- helps you to prepare for handling situations of distress -- the bad stress.
I resolve to embrace STRESS.
Scientific
Turmoil
Releasing
Endorphins
Shocking
System
*Eustress is a term coined by endocrinologist Hans Selye -- look it up.
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