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 Gratitude breaks the spell of Writers Block |
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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"  . On Tuesday, October 29, 2013 I began keeping track of may accomplished goals in this journal."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. |
‘Istijlál (Majesty), 1 Sulṭán (Sovereignty) 174 B.E. - Thursday, January 18, 2018 "Man possesses two kinds of susceptibilities: the natural emotions, which are like dust upon the mirror, and spiritual susceptibilities, which are merciful and heavenly characteristics." Bahá’í Writings On the Third Thankful Thursday in January 2018 On the third Thankful Thursday of January 2018 I am grateful for The Summons of the Lord of Hosts, which was gifted to me several years ago. This beautiful translation of Baha'u'llah's tablets has became part of my spiritual diet this year. This isn't the first time I have began reading this book, but the other times I didn't finish it for numerous reasons. The reasons I stopped reading it don't make sense, so I think I was taking the wrong approach. This time, I'm reading the book in the evening as part of my evening prayer and meditation session. On the third Thankful Thursday in 2018 I give thanks for the spiritual susceptibilities intrinsic to the souls of every human being including myself. On the third Thankful Thursday of January 2018 I am grateful for the poetic inspiration I have received from reading The Summons of the Lord of Hosts, because of that inspiration I was able to finish my first Mathnawi1 poem and begin another. The poem I finished is "Reading the Sacred Scriptures" and the poem I begin is tentatively titled "Baha'u'llah's Pen" and is located in "My Life Is A Poem" .On the third Thankful Thursday in 2018 I give thanks for for the dream that inspired me to finish "Voices of the Oppressed and Dispossessed" .On the third Thankful Thursday of January 2018 I am grateful that I was able to get my hair cut and washed before Sunday, January 21. It's sometimes difficulty to wash my hair myself, and, this time of year, it's a little cold. I've always washed my hair less in winter and the late fall because of the temperatures. The truth is, I'd rather go to a beauty parlor to have my hair washed, which I would do every week if I could afford it. On the third Thankful Thursday in 2018 I give thanks for the Meditation Journal I use to write the poems inspired by The Summons of the Lord of Hosts. On the third Thankful Thursday of January 2018 I am grateful that I have some assistance from my family, from the friend that lives with me, and from social services. I know that there are many people in this country that don't have help when they get to be my age, and, as a results, they are homeless. Which results in a number of the senior homeless population to die in the summer heat or winter's freezing temperatures. On the third Thankful Thursday in 2018 I give thanks for internet access, which allows me to read online articles and access news outlets for world, local, national, and international news. On the third Thankful Thursday of January 2018 I am grateful for coffee and chocolate. These are two of the material pleasure I enjoy. There are others, but these two are the most important because they bring back fond memories of my childhood, my parents, and grandparents. On the third Thankful Thursday in 2018 I give thanks for Baha'u'llah and the Bab because the sacred scriptures they revealed bring comfort, while revealing the positive future of humanity. Footnotes |
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