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Weren’t you guys scared? November 29, 2008

My husband and I have just returned to North America after four and two years (respectively) abroad, and have spent recent weeks visiting family and friends in various cities across the United States and Canada. Whenever we tell people we’ve been living in Israel, the most common reaction is, “Weren’t you guys scared?”

We were volunteering at the Baha’i World Centre in Haifa, which is staffed by approximately 800 individuals from over 80 countries around the world. While there, we became accustomed to popping our trunk upon entering a parking garage; opening our bags for inspection while out to dinner, a movie, or even a quick coffee; riding next to soldiers with machine guns on public trains; and submitting to thorough (yet always extremely courteous) questioning at airports. Frankly, I came to feel quite secure there.

Within days of landing in Silicon Valley, I walked into a popular coffee shop with my family and heard the news that a disgruntled engineer had just opened fire in a nearby building. We were flanked by empty office space and other debris of the burst dot.com bubble, and the Remax signs scattered upon lawns of the surrounding neighborhood seemed eerily reminiscent of the little red plastic flags I used to see along Kosovo roadsides where landmines had yet to be defused. A dramatic comparison perhaps, but the more recent news of the deaths at Walmart and Toys R Us certainly adds to the feeling that living with a false sense of security is far more scary than living in any particular location these days.

 

Commemorating a Life of Service November 28, 2008

'Abdu'l-Baha

A portrait of 'Abdu'l-Bahá in Paris

In the earliest hour today, communities drawn from 2,112 ethnic groups within 188 countries and 45 territories offered prayers, readings, and musical selections in commemoration of the passing of ‘Abdu’l-Bahá.

The son of Bahá’u'lláh and the Center of His Covenant (an instrument which preserves the unity of the worldwide Bahá’í community), ‘Abdu’l-Bahá was born in Tehran on 23 May 1844 (the same day the Báb declared his mission to Mullá Husayn). He accompanied his father through years of imprisonment and was banished from his native Iran to Baghdad, Constantinople, Adrianople, and finally to the then penal colony of Akká, Palestine (situated just across the bay from Haifa).

In 1908, the Young Turks revolution freed all political prisoners of the Ottoman Empire and, in 1910, `Abdu’l-Bahá embarked on a series of visits to Europe and North America to exemplify by word and deed the principles of the Faith of Bahá’u'lláh. By the outbreak of World War I, ‘Abdu’l-Bahá had returned to Haifa and, among many other initiatives, organized an agricultural project on the eastern shores of the Galilee which supplied the residents of the area with desperately needed provisions. For this and other humanitarian efforts during the war, ‘Abdu’l-Bahá was knighted by the British Mandate of Palestine on 27 April 1920. It was a well-deserved accolade not simply for his magnanimity and generosity during the war years, but for a lifetime of ministering to the needs of humanity (see for example: M.H. Phelps. The Life and Teachings of Abbas Effendi… New York: The Knickerbocker Press, 1903).

funeral

`Abdu'l-Bahá's funeral

So beloved was ‘Abdu’l-Bahá, that news of his passing the following year on 28 November 1921 drew ten thousand people of diverse religions, races, and classes. In attendance that day was Sir Herbert Samuel, the first High Commissioner for Palestine under the British Mandate; who, in an address at the Bahá’í session of the World Congress of Faiths held in 1936 in London, recounted:

“I was impressed, as was every visitor, by ‘Abdu’l-Bahá’s dignity, grace and charm. Of moderate stature, his strong features and lofty expression lent to his personality an appearance of majesty. In our conversation he readily explained and discussed the principal tenets of Bahá’í, answered my inquiries and listened to my comments. I remember vividly that friendly interview of sixteen years ago, in the simple room of the villa, surrounded by gardens, on the sunny hillside of Mount Carmel. I was glad I had paid my visit so soon, for in 1921 ‘Abdu’l-Bahá died. I was only able to express my respect for his creed and my regard for his person by coming from the capital to attend his funeral. A great throng had gathered together, sorrowing for his death, but rejoicing also for his life.”

The coffin was tearfully escorted from the base of Carmel to the mountain’s heart, where it was laid to rest within the Shrine containing the precious remains of the Báb and of Anis. The speakers who offered eulogies and addressed the mournful crowd that day represented diverse denominations of the Jewish, Christian, and Muslim Faiths. As Shoghi Effendi, the grandson of ‘Abdu’l-Bahá, related:

“This impressive, triumphal procession was headed by a guard of honour, consisting of the City Constabulary Force, followed by the Boy Scouts of the Moslem and Christian communities holding aloft their banners, a company of Moslem choristers chanting their verses from the Qur’án, the chiefs of the Moslem community headed by the Mufti [of Haifa], a number of Christian priests, Latin, Greek and Anglican, all preceding the sacred coffin, upraised on the shoulders of his loved ones. Immediately behind it came the members of his family, next to them walked the British High Commissioner, the Governor of Jerusalem, and the Governor of Phoenicia. After them came the Consuls and the notables of the land, followed by the vast multitude of those who reverenced and loved him.”

Today, on the anniversary of the hour of ‘Abdu’l-Bahá’s passing from this world, pilgrims and the 800 some volunteer staff of the Bahá’í World Centre were privileged to visit the room from which his luminous soul ascended, to gather in a somber and reverent spirit of prayer, and to circumambulate this same Shrine upon the slope of Mount Carmel. As the hour dawned in localities spanning the globe, those who follow Bahá’u'lláh’s teachings, and who strive to mirror the example set by ‘Abdu’l-Bahá through their own daily interactions and deeds, also offered prayers and paid tribute to an unparalleled life of devotion, sacrifice, and service.

Shrine day

The Shrine on Mount Carmel in which are laid the remains of the Báb, ‘Abdu’l-Bahá, and Anis Zunuzi. It, along with the Shrine of Bahá’u'lláh, was recently designated a UNESCO World Heritage Site.

Shrine night

 

Devastating News November 27, 2008

Filed under: Assorted Observations, Faith — Karina @ 2:10 am
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From Getty images

Source: Getty images

“India’s financial capital struck by coordinated attacks…”, “U.S. and British citizens appear to be the targets…” I tried to process quickly, fumbling through the miniaturized text and images on my screen; but panicked as I thought of an extremely dear friend whose recent Facebook status indicates she is visiting Mumbai. Which hotel? What time was the attack? Would they’ve been in their hotel? At a restaurant maybe? Catching a train? Crap! I switched to the Mail screen, fired a quick line, and hoped either she or her husband would soon reply.

I thought back to a dinner party we’d both attended while in Singapore for an internship at a criminal defense law firm in 2001. We’d sat next to one another with our eyes glued to the TV as a surreal image of two planes flying into the Manhattan skyline played over and over and over again. Similarly horrific images have been looping on my TV again today, but instead of sitting next to me watching, she’s somewhere on the other side of the screen.

She and her husband are two of the finest people you could ever hope to meet. Sharp, sincere, caring, and passionate about serving humanity. No doubt their visit to Mumbai now is in someway a reflection of this — likely connected at least in part to their involvement with The Real Medicine Foundation, which seeks to provide holistic humanitarian support in localities across the globe. How could such remarkable individuals, so generous and devoted to assisting others, be caught in the crossfire of a cowardly terrorist attack?

As these and a jumbled wash of other thoughts spun through my mind, my phone chimed. An email! I skimmed quickly, noting “we’re ok” and exhaled deeply while reading the rest. Their hotel has been cordoned off, and they have been advised to remain in their room, but they are ok.

So now, as I go to sleep on the other side of the globe, I am sending out prayers for their protection as well as for the millions of others being held captive in their homes and rooms… and prayers for the progress of the souls of those who lost their lives in this horrendous attack… and prayers for assistance for the families and friends of those who were killed… and prayers for humanity, that we may soon be free of such devastation and bloodshed.

shilaUpdate: Shila is an exceptional writer and works as a journalist for the German newspaper, Bild. You can find her eyewitness reporting here. If you speak German, you can also read her articles here (Bild), here (also Bild), and here (Die Welt).

 

And so it begins… November 26, 2008

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The birth of a blog.

The birth of a blog