The instructions are simple: choose your eleven favorite musical artists, then your favorite song by each, and provide a link (YouTube if possible) so the world can share in the crème de la crème of your musical tastes. This list…
Year: 2008
As a Baha’i, I do not celebrate Christmas as Christians do, but as I live in a country that celebrates Christian holidays, I have been surrounded by Christmas…and instead of the usual materialistic images that are evoked by the holiday,…
This weekend is the beginning of winter. To celebrate the freezing cold weather in Chicago, I’m going to share a few things that I have been enjoying that keep my mind off the fact that the ice and snow are…
She held her breath far longer than she meant to. There was order and a certain sense of peace, but the ground was shaky under her feet. Reaching out did no good…the branches tore at her dress and snagged her…
The Chicago Regional Baha’i Conference. (Read this first!!) I am so overwhelmed with the beauty and love of these conferences. I have been struggling to write this blog entry for several days now, wondering how I would put into words…
“The Universal House of Justice, in a letter dated 20 October 2008, announced the convocation of a series of 41 regional conferences over a four-month period. The letter – which marked the midway point of a five-year effort to expand…
This afternoon I experimented with apple cake. I had to make something for a Thanksgiving party, and we had a lot of apples. So I found a recipe in a very old cookbook, and modified it because it was completely…
“The Day of the Covenant Nov. 26th, and the Day of the Ascension, Nov. 28th, anniversaries of the birth and the Ascension of ‘Abdu’l-Bahá must be observed by the friends coming together, but work is not prohibited. In other words…
I am in the shadows of trees. infinite, against sun-streaked skies. the shadows are peace, forgiveness… When we whispered our secrets to the quiet spaces under the trees, beyond the hills that we slept under for one hundred years… the…
I’ve noticed some comments over the years from various people on their tests as Bahá’Ãs…that sometimes they feel like they are too different than other members of the community, that they are frustrated with fellow believers, that they believe in…
Manhattan, NYC (taken from the Statue of Liberty) Boston (This one was a little tricky, as I didn’t have a tripod, but I managed to get it.)
Last year I posted a little blurb about how my father, Craig Loehle, wrote a new book. I decided to promote it a little bit more, because I think a lot of people still haven’t heard about it. Description from…
Ingredients: 1 small onion, diced 2 tomatoes, diced a few leaves of fresh basil, chopped salt pepper 1 tsp tumeric 1 clove garlic, diced 1 tsp chili powder (optional) 1 pint heavy cream 2 tablespoons of tomato paste Fry the…
– There needs to be a good balance between spending time with people and being alone. Too much of either and it is possible to go a little bit crazy. – Walking through ivy league campuses makes me feel smarter….
I overheard this conversation at Starbucks this morning: Wife: “What do you want to do today?” Husband: “Shoot myself in the head.” Wife: “Not today, lets do that tomorrow.” Husband: “Ok.”
“Why this great unrest — wars and the rumors of wars, changing of dynasties, earthquakes, cataclysms? The people cry “Peace, peace; when there is no peace!” Are not these the outer sign that man has lost the inner truth?” -Abdu’l-Baha…
Angela and Mike met on the train tonight. Mike was tall, with sunglasses shading his eyes at 1:00 am, his skin even darker against a ripped white t-shirt. Angela had sat down on the last empty seat. She had short…
I haven’t spent much time working on my blog in the last few months, but for the last few days I was feeling like some small changes were needed. 1. I now have gravatar functionality set up. Go to this…
(i never said i wouldn’t write, only that i might not but this requires hidden words to record the moments, and i am not the type that forgets.) the most perfect times are when the rain is pouring down in…
O ye that dwell on earth! The religion of God is for love and unity; make it not the cause of enmity or dissension. In the eyes of men of insight and the beholders of the Most Sublime Vision, whatsoever…
As a departure from the last few rather serious posts, I’m going to write a bit about my recent adventures. I stopped in Madison, Wisconsin on my way home from Minnesota a few days ago to visit a childhood friend. …
In conversations with a number of friends, I have realized that while nearly all of us have multiple accounts on the internet for various reasons, very few of us have provided a way for these accounts to be accessed, maintained,…
(This post is not meant to educate on the Law of Huququ’llah, but instead is meant to create interest in the subject. To read more, go here.) For Blog Action Day, we are asked to write about poverty. I decided…
I’ve been cooking a lot, since I’m not working. In between the bouts of kitchen experimentation, I put in job applications and cross my fingers. There are two dishes that I thought I would share with you. We ate the…
I dreamed we were all standing on the shore staring across the bay and our feet felt the rocks beneath our shoes. There were clouds above and below in between our silent stares. We all gathered in an empty stone…
Georgia in the springtime Magnolia trees Bell the hound dog Southern charm and art galleries Tennis and the swimming pool Bell was a bad-tempered dog. I mean, we grew up together, in some ways, so she wasn’t too mean to…
Minnesota I was born in a hospital on the Mississippi River…but I don’t remember that part of my Minnesota story. When I was one year old, we left this state, but it has always been a second home, on account…
my childhood is split into memories of many places early: South Carolina wrapped in memories of the ocean trees and hills playing in the red clay with lizards and toads Baha’i Feast with just two families (homefront pioneers) wrapped in…
I never have more than five minutes to write. If there were more minutes there would be more pages. Forgetting more than remembering. My feet ache with two miles walked under heavy bags, with the feeling of concrete next to…