For such a fallish day, there is still so much heat left in the sunshine. I am sitting out-of-doors at the university and I have a general area to myself - only a few passers-by now and then. I usually forget how lovely my Monday schedule is and so I was delighted when, after an unusually groggy awakening, I found I could return home and sleep.
I didn't, though. Rather I cleaned up my mess from this weekend!
Feast was wonderful - the dear Bakers brought a turkey and it looked like Thanksgiving!
If I am writing in code, let me know. I'm not so sure of my audience!
Nothing else of great notice has happened - I am really enjoying the beginnings of Fall - the Saturday Farmer's Market, picking apples from the trees at Curtis Orchard, warming spiced cider, and of course the notorious turkey.
Thank you, Bill, Bahiyyih, Georgia, and Maya, for the Feasty turkey!
As I sit here, I am struggling with my sandals. What, you may ask, would cause anyone to struggle with one's sandals? The answer is that, when one has sandals that are a single strap wrapping around one's foot (good ol' Chaco sandals), one must occasioanlnly readjust, and since I've not occasionally done so, the aforementioned strap is solidly stuck in place (whereas it would normally move).
Have a beautiful day!
love,
~liz
Last weekend, I went up to Louhelen Baha'i School in Michigan for a Local Spiritual Assembly Secretaries' conference.
I came home and got to work.
What struck me about the session was that the people who serve at the Baha'i National Center in Evanston (a suburb of Chicago) work SO resolutely and with such dedication that it shames me to slack off any more! I thought that I was busy but what I do pales in comparison.
But my main point isn't that I should be ashamed of myself - NO NO - it is rather that I am inspired to offer up my best service.
On Pilgrimage last year, I had a dream in the Shrine of Baha'u'llah where I saw a chap working at a diner (like Denny's or the Waffle House) and he was flipping these pancakes across the room with such ease and they were landing squarely (or roundly, as the case is) on the plates of customers. Agape, I sat watching and a great desire to be able to do that arose in my heart. And as I sat and watched, I saw all the work that this person had done in order to perform in such a way - I saw half-raw pancakes stuck to the ceiling, and burnt pancakes stuck to the pan. And the word that entered my thought was "Practice."
So, long story short, I am finished waiting for amazing things to happen to me. I am now focused on becoming an active force.
It is as though a long-dormant part of me has awaked - that which was sedated by the cultural mentality that I deserve certain things in life rather than working for those things has been reinvigorated!
So now I am going to actively cease to write and go home and actively decide to take a nap! :)
love to you all,
~liz