“O my brother! Hearken to the delightsome words of My honeyed tongue, and quaff the stream of mystic holiness from My sugar-shedding lips. Sow the seeds of My divine wisdom in the pure soil of thy heart, and water them with the water of certitude, that the hyacinths of My knowledge and wisdom may spring up fresh and green in the sacred city of thy heart.”
“From the sweet-scented streams of Thine eternity give me to drink, O my God, and of the fruits of the tree of Thy being enable me to taste, O my Hope! From the crystal springs of Thy love suffer me to quaff, O my Glory, and beneath the shadow of Thine everlasting providence let me abide, O my Light!”
brianna baggett/left (silverstrand, u.s.a.): I find a certain kind of solace during these days of fasting. A quiet calm that allows me to take a step back and remember the bigger picture, and to appreciate everything I have in life. Most days it is easy to forget—in a world that is filled with a pressure to always want more.
shirin sahba moore/right (beijing, china): Our family table has fulfilled its purpose in life. Our meals, our prayers, our study circles, our work, everything: all the magic happens at this very table. During the Fast we take greater efforts to bring our loved ones together at this exact spot. I can only hope that my life will be as fulfilling as this table’s. Oh, & by the way, I promise we are very chirpy morning people, contrary to what my morning shot tragically depicts.