Gratitude breaks the spell of Writers Block |
Staring at a blank page is like staring into a snowfield. The snow, untouched by civilization and unmarked by living creatures, blinds you for a few minutes, it glistens reflecting subtle shades of pure white and rainbows at odd angles. If you stare at the snow too long, you get lost in the interplay of light and shadow. As the day wears on, you become awestruck at the beauty of the snow's perfection. You marvel at the way an oak tree cast its ebony shadow across the pure white snow. You watch the tree's shadow change, grow and shrink, as Earth turns and the sun moves from morning to evening. If you stand out in the snow too long without moving, you risk snow bite or freezing. If you are fortunate, a red fox will walk across your line of sight. The fox will leave his footprints written in the snowfield. As you watch the fox move, the spell holding you in one spot staring at the snow is broken. You are free to go inside out of the cold and out of danger. I must say, writing 500 words a day isn't difficult, unless I'm attempting to write on a single subject. On Monday, October 28, 2013, I began posting my weekly goals at "Weekly Goals" ![]() "O SON OF BEING! Bring thyself to account each day ere thou art summoned to a reckoning; for death, unheralded, shall come upon thee and thou shalt be called to give account for thy deeds." Bah'u'll'h The Hidden Words of Bah'u'll'h, Part I.'From the Arabic, #31, page 11 'Heinlein's Rules for Writers Rule One: You Must Write Rule Two: Finish What Your Start Rule Three: You Must Refrain From Rewriting, Except to Editorial Order Rule Four: You Must Put Your Story on the Market Rule Five: You Must Keep it on the Market until it has Sold' Robert A. Heinlein It is enjoined upon every one of you to engage in some form of occupation, such as crafts, trades and the like. We have graciously exalted your engagement in such work to the rank of worship unto God, the True One. Ponder ye in your hearts the grace and the blessings of God and render thanks unto Him at eventide and at dawn. Waste not your time in idleness and sloth. Occupy yourselves with that which profiteth yourselves and others. Thus hath it been decreed in this Tablet from whose horizon the day-star of wisdom and utterance shineth resplendent. Baha'u'llah, Tablets of Baha'u'llah Revealed After the Kitab-i-Aqdas, Pages 21-29: gr 32 I changed the way I did entries in this book several times. Beginning on March 21, 2018 the entries will cover the topics of spiritual, inspirational, and religions. However, the genres it will be under are Women's, Inspirational, and Spiritual with a tag of Religious. |
Jalál (Glory ), 9 ‘Alá’ (Loftiness) 174 B.E. - Saturday, March 10, 2018 Ninth Day of Fast It is Saturday, March 9, the day of Glory, the month of Loftiness, the Ninth Day of Fast in the year 174 B.E. There are ten days left int the Loftiness and in the year 174 B.E. I am listening to Baha'i videos on YouTube as I write this, videos celebrating the appearance of Baha'u'llah and the 200th celebration of his birth. Listening to these videos makes me realize how lucky I am to have heard about and recognized Baha'u'llah, the promised one of all religions. Baha'u'llah has appeared through the mercy of God, without God's mercy the planet Earth would be lifeless. This Face is hidden in the dust of slander: Where are the breezes of Thy compassion, O Mercy of the worlds? Baha'u'llah1 Poem Written on the Ninth Day of Fast The wind of divine mercy blows across the Earth taking to humanity the blessing of God's Glory. The wind of divine mercy carries the grace of the Almighty to the souls of those seeking the favour of the All-Bountiful. The wind of divine mercy is the loving kindness of the Holy Spirit, speaking through the Pen of Glory who is Baha'u'llah. The wind of divine mercy is providence to the soul of the individual, and the compassion of the of forgiveness. Themes for Poems Written During the 19-Day Fast ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() I have written a poem every day, since the beginning of Fast (March 2), and, as of today, I have written nine poems. When Fast ends, on the evening of March 20, I will have written 19 poems using the themes of the Baha'i months or days of the week. Lately, I've begun considering putting those poems into a single document. It would make it easier to edit and rewrite those poems, some of them need more work. My problem is editing and rewriting anything. However, at 71, I'm going to have to overcome this issue because otherwise I will die without attempting a decent rewrite, and I suspect that is one of the issues I have to overcome before ascending into the Abha Kingdom. Footnotes |