nineteen days

day twelve

Posted in day twelve, the fast - 2013 by leila on March 13, 2013

I beseech Thee, O my God, by that Letter which, as soon as it proceeded out of the mouth of Thy will, hath caused the oceans to surge, and the winds to blow, and the fruits to be revealed, and the trees to spring forth, and all past traces to vanish, and all veils to be rent asunder, and them who are devoted to Thee to hasten unto the light of the countenance of their Lord, the Unconstrained, to make known unto me what lay hid in the treasuries of Thy knowledge and concealed within the repositories of Thy wisdom.”

Baháulláh

Far be it from us to despair at any time of the incalculable favours of God, for if it were His wish He could cause a mere atom to be transformed into a sun and a single drop into an ocean. He unlocketh thousands of doors, while man is incapable of conceiving even a single one.

Baháulláh

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leili towfigh/left (boston, ma, usa): At dawn, the sun glimmered into my studio. At sunset, there was that cosmic, slate-gray, big-sky feeling. Recently, I heard an astronomer talking about how the iron that is to be found in our blood was once, billions of years ago, a star that exploded. Now, I’ve heard the expression “We are all stardust” before and, admittedly, it sounds like a concept straight out of 1970s glam rock, but it did capture my imagination, and I have been thinking about it throughout the Fast. I’m reflecting about chance and creation and tininess and power and creativity and perfection and knowledge and service and how we can improve, how we can influence and change ourselves and our environment, and why are we here and what is our relation to each other. Even some other things, too. It has been a very challenging Fast, physically. Also full of art, connection, gratitude.

kadria simons/right (toronto, on, canada): The bridge in my dawn photo is near our home and is one of our favourite places to walk in the mornings. It reminds me of a bridge in North Vancouver near the house where my mother grew up. My grandmother used to take my older brother and me for walks on that bridge. I am thinking of her today and wondering what life would be like if she were still alive. The dusk photo was taken at Bluffers Park near Toronto. My husband and I set out with a delicious picnic and some prayer books. After taking some shots, we ended up breaking the fast in the car as the temperature dropped as quickly as the sun!

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  1. Mahfar said, on March 13, 2013 at 10:44 pm

    Beautiful page… both the reflections and the photos!

  2. samimi said, on March 14, 2013 at 2:36 am

    my dearest, most loved towfigh + kadria joon, i adore this post, from both of you. leili, i love your reflection and your dusk shot is amazing, so surreal – much how i feel during the Fast…kadria – your dusk as well is something so peaceful and transportive…thank you both so much. love you both!

    • Dianne said, on March 14, 2013 at 8:03 am

      For me too, a beautiful page and thoughtful, inspiring posts. Thank you.

    • leili said, on March 14, 2013 at 11:19 am

      Dearest Layli – Thank you! I cannot WAIT for your day, coming up soon!

  3. Mary said, on March 14, 2013 at 9:52 am

    Better than breakfast!! Thank you both so much!

  4. Karl said, on March 14, 2013 at 10:41 am

    Thank you! The photos, reflections and comments have been a nice compliment to the Fast this year! How does one become a contributor to this as an amateur photographer?

  5. Naeem said, on March 14, 2013 at 10:35 pm

    Car picnics are amazing. Everyone should try it.

  6. leili said, on March 14, 2013 at 10:44 pm

    Kadria, your sunset picture is very unusual – the place looks unlike any other place I have seen. I think I would have zero ability to guess where in the world that is if I didn’t know where you were when you took it. The green colored water, the mini cliffs, the swans. Doesn’t look cold, doesn’t look hot. Neato.


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