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More arrests in Iran

After my last post yesterday regarding the situation of the members of the Baha’i Faith in Iran, six more Baha’is were arrested yesterday. One of them is a former employee of Nobel prize winner Shirin Ebadi, who is a defender…

The Station of Christ

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,…

41 Conferences

“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…

The purpose of religion

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…

memory boxes: 3

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…

memory boxes: 2

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…

memory boxes: 1

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…

the present and future

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…

Looking for a job

So if you know of anyone that is hiring, do let me know.  :-)  I’ve got a nice little resume and work experience.  Project/Event management type jobs, preferably, but I really don’t know where I’m going to end up.  Quite…

Turning point

There are things to do. Decisions to be made. I’ve been home for nearly 2 months, and it has been a much needed break from the last few years of work (and before that, school). So…I’m working on that. Being…

2 weeks

A brunch, as I usually do, with several dozen pancakes, bacon, eggs, potatoes, and the like. A quick run up the mountain to take a picture. An afternoon of discussion, ordering dinner to be eaten with chopsticks. An evening with…

The perfect recipe

Much like the accidental discoveries of Post-It notes or Superglue, I found that I have the recipe for a perfect evening. Forgive me if the measurements are not exact. 4 lovely women 1 baby gluten-free pasta salad/Persian rice/vegetable soup homemade…

month 18

The eyes of strangers touch, leap across crowded spaces, and safe smiles reach the lips, are traded, and fade.  The touching of eyes crosses space, marble floors, dirt paths, and place settings with coffee stains and the remnants of sugar…

A little bit of silence

For the next week, I’ll be a little busy.  Please forgive me if I don’t answer emails/messages/notes/phone calls/carrier pigeons/smoke signals.   🙂 “The light that is shed from the heaven of bounty, and the benediction that shineth from the dawning-place of…

To help me…

I remember I listened to this song when he died, about a car flipping on the turn, and about God and death and birth. and I remember I listened to live music through a CD, cleaning my house to the…

3 months left

I stood on a tower with darkness and lights below and in our eyes I saw the doorways to the world To dwell on memories is the fastest way to go but our hearts will linger here, and in time…

Politics

It is easy to get caught up in the excitement of the current election in the USA, but I feel that it is important to be very clear about how I, as a Baha’i, discuss these matters. I decided to…

The usual pattern

you let silence take us you, with your wildly inaccurate dreams, me alone in a busy room… out we went, our years between somehow left on a dusty shelf in your old apartment the one that was never, ever clean….

Looking at home

everything changed and is the same we left behind our shattered selves and started fresh but the stains and stars are trailing after. we can’t remember everyone that we know and I’ll come back to the same place where everything…

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