Consecutive Days Riding: 49 Consecutive Days Blogging: 50
Today’s Mileage: 10 Total Trip Mileage: 429
Holidays and Holy Days on November 28:
Ascension of Abdu’l-Baha – Baha’i celebration of the rising of the spirit of Abdu’l-Baha to the heavenly dwelling.
As I peddle my bike this morning the words of my partner Susan ring in my ears: “Keep the blog short today!” Yesterday’s posting was longer than usual by necessity as I wanted to give a detailed explanation of my Pilgrim Symbol. This morning before climbing on the bike I spent time on the internet, reviewing comments to my blog and face book page. In addition, I looked for scenes along our virtual path as we near next pilgrimage site visit which we will visit tomorrow.
A friend who frequently comments on my blog sent me an intriguing photo image of a rarely seen rendition of the Buddha. It is entitled: The Fasting Buddha. The image was accompanied with the following text: “Peace comes from within. Do not seek it without,” said Siddhartha, and they listened motionless as words flowed from his mouth, “believe nothing, no matter where you read it, or who said it, no matter if I have said it, unless it agrees with your own reason and your own common sense.” It was followed by a thread leading to a gallery of photos by the photographer: Umair Ghani. I spent the next half hour enthralled and lost in the beauty, color, and “otherworldliness” of his images of southwest Asia, the people, their mosques and the dancing dervishes.
I pulled myself back from this distant world, with the clock ticking overhead and the sun rising on a new day. I navigated quickly to my face book page to check for any crucial messages or postings, concerning friends, students or family in need. I stopped abruptly at a series of small images. A friend, former student and colleague in the school of life, had posted some of her beautiful photography! Without hesitating I joined her on this path, got lost in the soft hues of flowers and crossed a remarkable stone bridge. After thanking her for the wonderful artistic display, I replenished my coffee cup and mounted the bike.
The images I viewed, creations of a stranger and a friend, reminded me that often on our daily journey we catch glimpses and hints of other realities. If we take a moment to stop and follow this thin spider thread crossing our path, we may discover beautiful details of life we had never imaged. These glimpses of the divine and its gifts are just a head turn, a step or a mouse click away. Sadly most often we just push by, not even noticing that we have passed a brief but powerful pilgrimage journey.
Hints of Another
It was there a moment ago.
A thin hair of spider filament.
I know I saw it!
Was it torn away by some flying insect,
did a gust of wind create too much tension,
leave it fluttering like a flag?
It’s a lot like life,
thin, fragile, fleeting.
You catch glimpses of it
in a child’s face,
in the passion of youth,
in the wisdom of old age.
You glance away and it is gone…
just a step down the path…
I hope you enjoyed my poem, a product of a nature walk. A special thanks to Umair Ghani and Fran Smyth for the beautiful photographs. More of Umair’s work can be seen at Photo.net.