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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. |
Istiqlál (Independence), 16 Mashíyyat (Will) 175 B.E. - Friday, October 12, 2018 "Verily I say, the human soul is exalted above all egress and regress. It is still, and yet it soareth; it moveth, and yet it is still. It is, in itself, a testimony that beareth witness to the existence of a world that is contingent, as well as to the reality of a world that hath neither beginning nor end. Behold how the dream thou hast dreamed is, after the lapse of many years, re-enacted before thine eyes. Consider how strange is the mystery of the world that appeareth to thee in thy dream. Ponder in thine heart upon the unsearchable wisdom of God, and meditate on its manifold revelations…." Baha’u’llah1 How do I explain the dreams about the Return of Christ? My soul knew, without a doubt that Christ had returned in the Glory of the Father. The first dream occurred when I was living in Blackwell, Oklahoma, at my parents home on College Ave. In the dream, I looked out the window and up at the blues sky. There I saw a Christ descending with the clouds. The clouds around his face and were white and shining with light. He was concealed by the clouds, with only His eyes visible and looking down at the Earth. His eyes were beautiful. The second dream occurred, several years later, when I was living at my Grandparents house. In the dream I was asleep, and someone knocked at the side door. I got up and answered the door. It was a friend, who attended the Southern Baptist Mission with me. She said, "Christ is returning to the Mission on Sunday. Will you be there?" I said, "No He's not because He has already returned." I woke up. I didn't understand the significance of the dreams until I came to Las Vegas, and heard about Baha'u'llah. After reading some of His writings, I knew the Baha'u'llah, the Glory of God, was the one the dreams were about. I'm still learning about the Baha'i Faith and Baha'u'llah's writings. Gratitude List For 16 Mashíyyat Today I am thankful...  ...for coffee with International Delight's Reese's Peanut Butter Cup creamer. ...that I finished Déjà Vu: Do Dreams Predict the Future? by David Langness, which is the fifth article in the series Turning to Your Dreams for Spiritual Guidance . ...that I have 155 points in my Survey Spot account. ...that I finished Dream or Reality? The Biggest Metaphysical Question Ever by David Langness, which is Part Six of the series Turning to Your Dreams for Spiritual Guidance . ...that my Bank of America account is not overdrawn today.Obedience to the Laws of God2 A comet moving around the Sun, I advance in the path of faith, as atom by atom the solar winds of test strip my coma of dust and gas transforming me in my obedience. Online Reading Goals  Pondering the Deep Wisdom of Dreams by Paul Mantel, 2 articles. Follow Your Dreams & Meet Your Soul by David Langness 6 articles.Footnotes |
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