healingunity.blogspot.com
Healing Through Unity: October 2005
http://healingunity.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html
A daily weblog supplement to the Healing Through Unity eNewsletter, for information, shared experience and collaboration to improve individual and community health, based upon guidelines from the Bahá'í Writings. Sunday, October 30, 2005. Wade says: "This is personal perspective or introspective post. The key assumption here is that science and religion are ultimately 100% compatible, and that the two perspectives on our one existence can illuminate each other, and should. . Posted by Cheryll @ 2:53 PM.
enochsvision.wordpress.com
Dirge Without Music By Edna St. Vincent Millay (1892-1950) | Enochsvision's Blog
https://enochsvision.wordpress.com/2014/03/01/american-lyrical-poet-1
Creating a Spiritual Bahá’í-inspired Blog Space. Dirge Without Music By Edna St. Vincent Millay (1892-1950). March 1, 2014. By Edna St. Vincent Millay. 8220;More precious was the light in your eyes than all the roses in the world.”. 8220;Edna St. Vincent Millay (1892-1950) was an American lyrical poet and playwright. She received the Pulitzer Prize for Poetry in 1923, the third woman to win the award for poetry, and was also known for her feminist activism and her many love affairs.” (. Vision of the Arts.
enochsvision.wordpress.com
Ode To A Nightingale By John Keats (1795-1821) | Enochsvision's Blog
https://enochsvision.wordpress.com/2014/02/25/ode-nightingale-john-keats-1795-1821
Creating a Spiritual Bahá’í-inspired Blog Space. Ode To A Nightingale By John Keats (1795-1821). February 25, 2014. 8230;tender is the night,. And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne,. Cluster’d around By all her starry Fays;. But here there is no light,. Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown. Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet,. Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs,. Ode to a Nightingale. Winter Stars By Sara Teasdale (1884-1933).
enochsvision.wordpress.com
Blog Highlights | Enochsvision's Blog
https://enochsvision.wordpress.com/site-category-index
Creating a Spiritual Bahá’í-inspired Blog Space. This index is not up-to-date yet. Smokehouse Dog Treats Update. Many of my blogs about Art Topics also appear under Bahá’í Topics so they are not listed twice here. Bahá’í Topics followed by the letter A. Also discuss art or are illustrated by my photographs. A Tree Moves No Longer. Going With the Flow. Flowers On The Sun. If a Sunrise or Sunset Could Speak. If a Sunrise or Sunset Could Speak. Light Beams and Symbolism. My Perception of Color. Post was not...
enochsvision.wordpress.com
Enochsvision's Blog | Creating a Spiritual Bahá’í-inspired Blog Space | Page 2
https://enochsvision.wordpress.com/page/2
Creating a Spiritual Bahá’í-inspired Blog Space. What do flowers know? September 14, 2013. One of the flowers in my chain-link fence, Omaha. Dancers performing a Mozart Requiem Mass. Upon the death of my neighbor in Omaha. A chain link fence. Separates my dwelling from my neighbor. I barely knew her. Last night my neighbor came on the evening news. They said she was a teacher. Renowned for her gardening. Loved by her students. Reporters and cameras covered the street. Their rotating lights struggled.
enochsvision.wordpress.com
The Day the Magic Died | Enochsvision's Blog
https://enochsvision.wordpress.com/2014/06/02/the-day-the-magic-died
Creating a Spiritual Bahá’í-inspired Blog Space. The Day the Magic Died. June 2, 2014. Last night I knew that if I walked into the bedroom I would feel Magic happily trotting after me, eager to take his place on his blanket beside my bed. I did not want to wake up this morning and not feel his probing nose, Magic’s way of saying. I sat on the couch in a semi-darkened room all night. I hoped to meditate, but how foolish, how could my mind not replay the years of Magic? We’ll always remind you of som...
enochsvision.wordpress.com
The Solitary Reaper By William Wordsworth (1770-1850) | Enochsvision's Blog
https://enochsvision.wordpress.com/2014/02/24/solitary-reaper-part1
Creating a Spiritual Bahá’í-inspired Blog Space. The Solitary Reaper By William Wordsworth (1770-1850). February 24, 2014. Behold her, single in the field,. Yon solitary Highland Lass! Reaping and singing By herself;. Stop here, or gently pass! Alone she cuts and binds the grain,. And sings a melancholy strain;. For the Vale profound. Is overflowing with the sound. No Nightingale did ever chaunt. More welcome notes to weary bands. Of travellers in some shady haunt,. In spring-time from the Cuckoo-bird,.
enochsvision.wordpress.com
Cary Enoch | Enochsvision's Blog
https://enochsvision.wordpress.com/author/enochsvision
Creating a Spiritual Bahá’í-inspired Blog Space. The Day the Magic Died. June 2, 2014. Last night I knew that if I walked into the bedroom I would feel Magic happily trotting after me, eager to take his place on his blanket beside my bed. I did not want to wake up this morning and not feel his probing nose, Magic’s way of saying. I sat on the couch in a semi-darkened room all night. I hoped to meditate, but how foolish, how could my mind not replay the years of Magic? We’ll always remind you of som...
enochsvision.wordpress.com
The Wild Swans At Coole By William Butler Yeats (1865-1939) | Enochsvision's Blog
https://enochsvision.wordpress.com/2014/03/01/irish-poet-yeats-1
Creating a Spiritual Bahá’í-inspired Blog Space. The Wild Swans At Coole By William Butler Yeats (1865-1939). March 1, 2014. The Wild Swans At Coole. By William Butler Yeats (. I have looked upon those brilliant creatures,. And now my heart is sore. All’s changed since I, hearing at twilight,. The first time on this shore,. The bell-beat of their wings above my head,. Trod with a lighter tread. Unwearied still, lover By lover,. They paddle in the cold. Companionable streams or climb the air;. Post was no...
