Saturday, November 17, 2007



From the Virgin Islands!!!!!!

A wonderful essay on the true spirit of thanksgiving:

Thankfulness is of various kinds. There is a verbal thanksgiving which is confined to a mere utterance of gratitude. This is of no importance because perchance the tongue may give thanks while the heart is unaware of it. Many who offer thanks to God are of this type, their spirits and hearts unconscious of thanksgiving. This is mere usage, just as when we meet, receive a gift and say thank you, speaking the words without significance. One may say thank you a thousand times while the heart remains thankless, ungrateful. Therefore, mere verbal thanksgiving is without effect. But real thankfulness is a cordial giving of thanks from the heart. When man in response to the favors of God manifests susceptibilities of conscience, the heart is happy, the spirit is exhilarated. These spiritual susceptibilities are ideal thanksgiving.

There is a cordial thanksgiving, too, which expresses itself in the deeds and actions of man when his heart is filled with gratitude. For example, God has conferred upon man the gift of guidance, and in thankfulness for this great gift certain deeds must emanate from him. To express his gratitude for the favors of God man must show forth praiseworthy actions. In response to these bestowals he must render good deeds, be self-sacrificing, loving the servants of God, forfeiting even life for them, showing kindness to all the creatures. He must be severed from the world, attracted to the Kingdom of Abhá, the face radiant, the tongue eloquent, the ear attentive, striving day and night to attain the good pleasure of God. Whatsoever he wishes to do must be in harmony with the good pleasure of God. He must observe and see what is the will of God and act accordingly. There can be no doubt that such commendable deeds are thankfulness for the favors of God.

Consider how grateful anyone becomes when healed from sickness, when treated kindly by another or when a service is rendered by another, even though it may be of the least consequence. If we forget such favors, it is an evidence of ingratitude. Then it will be said a loving-kindness has been done, but we are thankless, not appreciating this love and favor. Physically and spiritually we are submerged in the sea of God's favor. He has provided our foods, drink and other requirements; His favors encompass us from all directions. The sustenances provided for man are blessings. Sight, hearing and all his faculties are wonderful gifts. These blessings are innumerable; no matter how many are mentioned, they are still endless. Spiritual blessings are likewise endless -- spirit, consciousness, thought, memory, perception, ideation and other endowments. By these He has guided us, and we enter His Kingdom. He has opened the doors of all good before our faces. He has vouchsafed eternal glory. He has summoned us to the Kingdom of heaven. He has enriched us by the bestowals of God. Every day he has proclaimed new glad tidings. Every hour fresh bounties descend.

Consider how all the people are asleep, and ye are awake. They are dead, and ye are alive through the breaths of the Holy Spirit. They are blind while ye are endowed with perceptive sight. They are deprived of the love of God, but in your hearts it exists and is glowing. Consider these bestowals and favors.

Therefore, in thanksgiving for them ye must act in accordance with the teachings of Bahá'u'lláh. Ye must read the Tablets -- the Hidden Words, Ishraqat, Glad Tidings -- all the holy utterances, and act according to them. This is real thanksgiving, to live in accord with these utterances. This is true thankfulness and the divine bestowal. This is thanksgiving and glorification of God.

I hope you all may attain thereto, be mindful of these favors of God and be attentive. It is my hope that I may go away from New York with a happy heart, and my heart is happy when the friends of God love each other, when they manifest the mercy of God to all people. If I see this, I shall go away happy.

* 'Abdu'l-Bahá, The Promulgation of Universal Peace, p. 236-7

Wednesday, October 24, 2007

Oh Bossy, How Do I Envy Thee... Let Me Count the Ways

This will only be funny if you're me; or..., if, like me, you just came off of a 72-hour Bossy marathon, but even then, probably still only funny to me. Oh well, for everyone else, here's something funny for you to watch

For me, enjoy...

1. At least Bossy's backyard weeds flora bloom.

Of course, not all of my yard is weeds.

2. My pj's are typically whatever clothes I pass out in (notice dress socks, leftover from a meeting the other day). And yes, that is a Charlotte Hornets t-shirt, just to date myself (and my wardrobe) a bit.
3. Walking down my hallway at any hour of the day yields a choice between dodging piles of clothing on their third day of strike and dog toys.

4. My husband was also a rock star when he was younger.

5. My cultural background is Southern - all the guilt, none of the beseder holidays.

6. While I have a great sense of humor, not much of it is original - I have to steal blog ideas from Bossy!

7. It's hard to have "stretched arm photo taking skillz" when all your strength goes into holding the battery compartment closed on your 2.0 mp hand-me-down (and yes, it's my first digital camera). Though, I do live in the same town as Elizabeth Edwards.

8. I don't even have shutters.
9. My dog has the right coloring, but lacks the gi-normousness of Bossy's.

Also, I can't get her to strike the same adorable sleep poses as Bossy's deer dog.

10. All my quirky 80's music

[had to do it]

is trapped on cassettes somewhere in the vast wasteland that is my attic. Though I did manage (God bless i-Tunes) to download a fun tribute song:

11. Try as I might, I just can't refer to myself in the third person!

12. My hair challenge? The EXACT opposite of "embracing my inner curl."

13. My photoshop skills consist of open file, crop, save, exit...

14. Bossy's husband doesn't have anything to fear from my garden.

Unless there's such a thing as "okra envy"?!

15. The only time I've seen the wee hours of the morning, is when I've stayed up way too late free-basing youTube videos - thanks Nathan.

16. I completely missed the Little People, Big World marathon.

p.s. any plans for one last college tour - Southern style?!!

Wednesday, October 03, 2007

Tuesday, October 02, 2007

Moms' Anthem

Finally... our very own tribute song - enjoy. I can't seem to get the link to function correctly, so copy and paste this address into your browser:

1-2-3-4 Dance

So I get into the car after a meeting and the clock says "12:34", and I become acutely aware of how much I miss my girls (all three are in school now during the day). They have this delightful practice of, whenever anyone realizes that it has turned "12:34", doing the "1-2-3-4 Dance". It consists of simply stopping whatever you're doing, hopping to your feet (if necessary), and performing any combination that feels good of shaking your hips, bouncing up and down, and swinging your feet and/or arms. It lasts until, you guessed it, "12:35". The pure joy and infectious radiance of their countenances is manna from heaven. As I remember that I'm in the car, I'm struck by how deeply spiritual this act is - talk about "living in the moment". For that minute, nothing exists but the dance and the happiness it brings. Next time, I hope I have the courage to pull-over and dance.

Thursday, August 30, 2007

Here we go again!

So I reached an interesting turning point in my life - all three of my daughters are now in school. So I've made a commitment to using this "blog thing" to be of service somehow. Or, at the very least, to take one step closer to communicating regularly with friends and family. Stay tuned.