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" . 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. |
ʻIdál (Justice), 9 Sharaf (Honor) 176 B.E. - Wednesday, January 8, 2020 The crisp evening air awakens the desire for God's healing words. Out of the darkness of chaos flee the followers of light. The speech of the Friend rouses the ability to sacrifice. From the heavens of mercy pour the showers of divine love. The crisp evening air ignites desire to see the beauty of God. Out of the night's separation knowledge of self is gained. The voices of the friends engenders power to go beyond insistent self. In the joy of reunion the soul gains the will to survive. The pen of Baha'u'llah answers the questions humanity asks. Over the horizon of religion rises the Glory of God, revealing the verses of splendor. The names of God are united by the return of the Lord. Over the horizon of honor ascends the grandeur of God. From the perfect mirror is reflected the might of dawn. Through the Pen of Glory flows the sovereignty of unity. Away from matter's dominion ascend the people of God. The loftiness of God's Promised One is revealed through the Ancient Beauty. Gratitude List for 9 Sharaf Today I am thankful ... ...that I survived childhood. ...for the beautiful and chilly winter day. ...that my Bank of America checking account is not overdrawn. ...for the coffee candy I had for my afternoon snack. ...that I have 312 points in my Survey Junkie account. ...for the merit badges I received. Footnotes |
Fiḍál (Grace), 8 Sharaf (Honor) 176 B.E. - Tuesday, January 7, 2020 New Year's Poem From 20022 Ominous in its splendor, Jupiter ascends the firmaments charcoal dome. Reflecting the sun's bright radiance back to Earth, Jupiter rivals the moon ]in its sharp accuracy; in its crystalline beauty' in its purity. King of the planets; reality's emperor; Jupiter escorts out the old year, and ushers in the new: foretelling and closing. Jupiter rings in a New Year and a new era hope; an eighty-three year cycle of transformation. Jupiter ushers out a two hundred and forty-nine year cycle of preparation, while pulling the planets toward peace. Gratitude List for 8 Sharaf Today I am thankful ... ...for fresh brewed coffee on this beautiful winter morning. ...that my Bank of America checking account is not overdrawn today. ...for the instant oatmeal I had for breakfast. ...that I have 228 points in my Survey Junkie account. ...for the Chinese food I had for lunch. ...that I received a check through the mail today. ...for the Internet, because I was able to find a dentist today that I might be able to afford. Facebook Status Update I have taken the metaphorical cat by the tail, and contacted a dentist that I may or may not be able to afford. I need either new dentures or implants, because the dentures I have no longer fit properly. Footnotes |