alela diane is quite lovely

she reminds me oh so much of my mama. when she was my age.

in my head

in my head right now:

- i am young. less so in my eyes than in others.
-i miss the sea and the tree.
- jazzy bluesey piano music
- i am behind and i am scared. got lots to do.
- i make a lot of mistakes.
- i do alot of things well too
- its real hot out!
- i am happy
- i am practicing patience and discipline, as always, and trying not to want more
-i like when things fall into place, they always do
- i am poor
- i want to talk. i want to share everything.
-i have amazing friends. you know who you are!
-i am tryng to put the following to music. its taking awhile to get it right:

THIS IS FAITH
To walk where there is no path
To breathe where there is no air
To see where there is not light-
This is Faith.

To cry out in the silence,
The silence of the night,
And hearing no echo believe
And believe again and again-
This is Faith.

To hold pebbles and see jewels
To raise sticks and see forests
To smile with weeping eyes-
This is Faith.

To say: "God, I believe" when others deny,
"I hear" when there is no answer,
"I see" though naught is seen-
This is Faith.

And the fierce love in the heart,
The savage love that cries
Hidden Thou art yet there !
Veil Thy face and mute Thy tongue
yet I see and hear Thee, Love,
Beat me down to the bare earth,
Yet I rise and love Thee, Love !"
This is Faith.

a poem by

Amatu'l-Baha
Ruhiyyih Khanum