It is related that one day they came upon Majnun sifting the dust, and his tears flowing down. They said, "What doest thou?" He said, "I seek for Layli." They cried, "Alas for thee! Layli is of pure spirit, and thou seekest her in the dust!" He said, "I seek her everywhere; haply somewhere I shall find her."
(Baha'u'llah, The Seven Valleys, p. 6)

Who is Layli and why do we seek her?

What is a Seeking Layli Event?

Sunday, 21 September 2008

Praying with the White Knights

Whosoever Thou exaltest is raised above the angels, and attaineth the station: 'Verily, We uplifted him to a place on high!
(Baha'u'llah, Epistle to the Son of the Wolf)

Well, we don't think Baha'u'llah was really talking about trees with this quotation but the White Knights of Evercreech are trees - reputably the tallest white gums in world.

We are heading there on Sunday the 28th September. Meet in the car park at 12 noon bringing some food for a picnic and a willingness to offer some form of devotion to God. Well come anyway even without those prerequisites.

The reserve is described here http://www.forestrytas.com.au/visiting/visitor-sites/north-east/evercreech-forest-reserve and here (with more photos)

http://www.touringtasmania.info/evercreech.htm

Directions from Launceston are given here http://maps.google.com/maps?q=Evercreech%20reserve&rls=com.microsoft:en-au:IE-SearchBox&ie=UTF-8&oe=UTF-8&sourceid=ie7&rlz=1I7HPAA&um=1&sa=N&tab=wl

If coming from other directions you are basically getting to Mathinna and then following the signs.

The white gum is desribed here

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Manna_Gum

Hope to see you there.

A tree beyond which there is no passing?

Baha'u'llah wrote "Every created being however revealeth His signs which are but emanations from Him and not His Own Self. All these signs are reflected and can be seen in the book of existence, and the scrolls that depict the shape and pattern of the universe are indeed a most great book."
(Baha'u'llah, Tablets of Baha'u'llah)

There seems, however, to be times when that most great book can be a metaphor almost embarrassingly cliched. We heard good things of Pine Lake and set out eager to behold its beauty. But everything was veiled.

There was, as you can see, though a Straight Path to follow. And we know :
The Prophets and Messengers of God have been sent down for the sole purpose of guiding mankind to the straight Path of Truth.
(Baha'u'llah, Gleanings)


There was nothing to do but stick to the path and trust in it. Often one has to accept that what seems to be a straight path begins to wind like a serpent.






Occasionally, the veils lift and one catches a tantalising glimpse of one's destination.

If you stick to the path with determination and self-discipline you do eventually reach your destination. But there you are, as far as you can go, at the tree beyond which there is no passing (at least if you observe the regulations for an environmentally sensitive area) and what can you see? Just a few metres in front of the veils. The essence of Pine Lake remains shrouded in mystery. Sometimes reality appears to be an extremely corny metaphor.
Perhaps there is a different answer in Baha'u'llah
It should be borne in mind, however, that when the light of My Name, the All-Pervading, hath shed its radiance upon the universe, each and every created thing hath, according to a fixed decree, been endowed with the capacity to exercise a particular influence, and been made to possess a distinct virtue.
(Baha'u'llah, Gleanings)

What particular influence and which distinct virtue characterises the Pencil Pines and the other members of the high plateaux community?


It was cold, it was wet, and the pines themselves bour witness to the traumas they had lived through in their long lives:
Many were twisted, broken, leaning, stunted. or just downright dead.
Its a tough life for a tree up there.
This pine would many hundreds of years old and has made it through without any very obvious damage but it was one of the rare ones.









We found an hour or less in the cold quite enough and having walked and marveled and prayed we fled down the mountain to picnic in Deloraine. It was salutary to remember that not only were the pencils pines stuck up there but they were each going to put up with it for a thousand years or so.
"He, verily, rewardeth beyond measure them that endure with patience."
(Baha'u'llah, Gems of Divine Mysteries echoing the Quran)
Well we had no clear views of anything let alone Layli but one couldn't help feeling 'What was the mist veiling if not Layli?' And sometimes one thinks that the veils that prevent us seeing Layli are actually her essence. We'll close with some photos of the plants that share the rugged environment with the pines.

Cushion plants can hande the conditions.







The ground cover obviously has to handle snow and frost. It is no manicured garden but stunningly beautiful in its own way.





And a final different shot of the pencil pines. These are their leaves. As an adaption against the cold their leaves have wrapped around their stems so tightly they appear like maggots rather than foliage.