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Original songs about pilgrimage, written by a former pilgrim guide (and friend of mine!) https://www.reverbnation.com/jpetersmith
A video song about Mulla Husayn to commemorate the Declaration of the Bab http://ow.ly/xLFVh
A great essay for tomorrow's Holy Day! http://ahumblebahai.wordpress.com/2014/10/20/what-the-bab-taught-me-unlocking-the-gate/
What does the Baha'i Calendar have to do with our identity and spiritual journey? This talk will explain! http://ow.ly/MXxqU
Smith and Dragoman's music, all in one place! http://www.reverbnation.com/smithdragoman/song/15344364-ridvan
Susan Gammage, Baha'i-Inspired Author shared Baha'i International Community's photo.
Finally, today I'm praying for Vahid Tizfahm and his family! #7Bahais7years
How did 'Abdu'l-Baha show kindness? Read this! http://bahaiteachings.org/not-so-random-practice-of-extreme-kindness
A poignant story about Ruhiyyih Khanum:
Dear Baha’i Sisters and Brothers,
In (I believe) December 1968 Hand of the Cause of God Mr. A.Q. Faizi visited Ghana. He held a meeting attended by the local Baha’is and a number of pioneers.
After the meeting a few of us pioneers had the privilege of spending a little time alone with this special soul. It was during that time he told us something that had very recently taken place between him and ‘Amatu’l-Baha Ruhiyyih Khanum. She had just finished the manuscript for what would become “The Priceless Pearl”. He said she literally tossed him the book so he had to catch it saying, “There Faizi, there’s my child.” I think all of us were mystified by This story. We knew there was great love and respect between the Hands. What could this have meant?
Not long ago, while reading “Poems of the Passing” by
Ruhiyyih Khanum, I believe I discovered the meaning. See for
WAS IT RIGHT, MY LOVE?
After you died my love,
After you left me here,
The people came and walked
On my heart as a road-
All its poor breaks, carefully hidden,
They trod on day after day-
They did not mean to,
But I wondered if the mud
That stuck to their feet was red?
I was pilloried, my love,
Alone, alone-God knows
I tried to shield you there,
I tried to cover your hurt-
Had we not wept enough?
Had we not sorrowed in vain?
Was it right, you dead,
I left behind alone,
That they should say
Over and over, repeated again,
"He having had no child"?
It rains and it rains,
And my tears fall down
In steady company
And in each tear a world
Of memory hangs reflected
Before it falls on my breast.
7 December 1957
Susan Gammage, Baha'i-Inspired Author shared A Bahá'í Point's photo.
Today I honor and pray for the release of Behrouz Tavakkoli. #7Bahais7years
New song honoring the Yaran #7Bahais7years https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=03Ir-88oADQ&feature=youtu.be
Great resources for people of all faiths; on the world to come! http://us3.campaign-archive2.com/?u=54a24ca4c56463b5bae765f65&id=9315171011&e=51a49a6aad
Today the world honors and prays for Saeid Rezaie! #7Bahais7years
The Susan Gammage Monthly - on Forgiveness
Wonderful story of the pillar and eagle at Shoghi Effendi's gravesite - and about his time in Scotland http://ow.ly/MXuev