Leaf of the Tree

Finding the Divine in the Details

Nourished by the Mystery



Image: Lauren Chuslo Shur

When the spring equinox arrives, a very special time of year comes to an end, for me.

Over these last 19 days, I’ve been more conscious than usual of the sun’s rising and setting, since between those demarcations of the day, I’m pursuing the fast I make each year at this time.

Fasting from “the appetites of the self” has made me more aware, again, of immortal words of Wordsworth’s: “The world is too much with us; late and soon, Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers …”

The hours have also reminded, as author Thomas Moore suggests: “We usually try to explain the mysterious. It would be better to cultivate wonder and reflection.”


Photo: Nelson Ashberger

It seems easier to feel the truth of this when the day has the added space in it that fasting can provide.

Sometimes, within that space, things can arise that might otherwise stay masked in our busy lives, things that can confuse and baffle.

After several decades of this particular blessing of the Fast, I know what Rumi says is true: “Don’t worry that your life is turning upside down. How do you know that the side you are used to is better than the one to come?” IMG_3375

The end of the Fast brings Naw Ruz, literally “New Day”, as spring arrives and along with it, a new year in the Baha’i calendar.

At the threshold of that year, 19 blessed days have also reminded me of what ever-inspirational Flora Whittemore pointed out so wisely:

“The doors we open and close each day decide the lives we live.”

4 thoughts on “Nourished by the Mystery

  1. As you emerge from “fast” Phyllis, may the new you, every day you are new…know that your
    willingness to grow, change and serve touches the lives of many. Especially mine. You are a
    beacon of light in this world and I for one am very very grateful for you.

  2. Norished, just delight-filled. Gratzie!

  3. Yes, Feliz, thank you for the thoughts and those of others …mmmm. I have another few hours to break my fast (west coast). Yes, there is a specialness to the fast time. I love all it brings and am acutely and intensely aware of my days as in no other time of year. And (from Rumi) I will miss the ‘sweetness of the stomach’s emptiness.’ Happy Naw Ruz, dear Feliz and to all the Rings!

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