“Thou seest, O Thou Who art my All-Glorious Beloved, the restless waves that surge within the ocean of my heart, in my love and yearning towards Thee.”
“Glory to Thee, O my God! The first stirrings of the spring of Thy grace have appeared and clothed Thine earth with verdure. The clouds of the heaven of Thy bounty have rained their rain on this City within whose walls is imprisoned Him Whose desire is the salvation of Thy creatures. Through it the soil of this City hath been decked forth, and its trees clothed with foliage, and its inhabitants gladdened.”
layli samimi-aazami/left (los angeles, ca, usa): The Fast is a true bounty, while being humbling, centering, exhausting & exhilarating. I have felt suspended between two worlds this Fast, as if I’m neither here nor There, the spirit world feeling ever so close and surrounding me, but still not something I can fully submerge myself in … I am a spiritual being in a human body, resounding throughout. My longing to be close to God & Baha’u’llah during this Fast has been overwhelming and ever-present; I believe this Fast is helping me to realize just how we should constantly be searching for God in all the ways in our daily lives, and to continually be considering how to draw ever-closer. When I sleep at night, I feel as though I sleep so deep, as if I’m a child that needs good rest in order to face the next day; fitting i think, and this makes me feel good because soon, we are facing the New Year. This Fast has been teaching me that I need to surrender more often and realize [and honor] how truly great & awesome [in the true sense] Baha’u’llah’s love is and how deeply He cares for us, and how He always is here to love us up – we just have to TRUST.
ryan lash/right (brooklyn, ny, usa): I’ve never been much of a morning person, always having to struggle to tear myself away from the warmth of my blankets. The fast was the one time of the year that I found it slightly easier to rouse myself from my bed and think of prayer and nourishment. But over the past year, something very surprising has happened; I’ve become a morning person. And now never more so than during the fast. I awake, the kettle goes on for tea, breakfast is made, and eaten, and enjoyed; prayers are recited, a moment is taken to reflect on the start of the day. I cherish these moments in the morning so much now, and I feel bad that I missed so many of them.