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, 27 October 2013

Is it our food and drink?

"If ye stay not the hand of the oppressor, if ye fail to safeguard the rights of the down-trodden, what right have ye then to vaunt yourselves among men? What is it of which ye can rightly boast? Is it on your food and your drink that ye pride yourselves,....?"  (Baha'u'llah)

Regular readers will know, we hope, that we don't overemphasise the food aspect of our trips to the bush but perhaps the picnic at Mathinna falls was worth mentioning.

From only ones person's memory there were at least:

  • gluten free, vegan cup cakes,
  • smoked salmon,
  • four different kinds of cheese,
  • Russian salad,
  • green salad from one participants own garden,
  • at least two different loaves of bread,
  • butter,
  • smoked oysters,
  • boiled eggs,
  • tea,
  • coffee,
  • home made quiche,

and no doubt lots more I've forgotten.
The cupcakes were pressed into service as birthday cakes as one of our number was born on that day.  Of course, the traditional devotional hymn 'Happy Birthday' was sung.
After stuffing ourselves we set off for the falls through some lovely forest by the stream.
 And we found the Falls - this is the lowest drop.  Most of us stopped here because to reach the higher ones is a difficult scramble.  Some of our heroines made it though.
 Its a lovely spot though the roar of the waterfall did tend to drown out our prayers and chanting. It is though an interesting experience to shout out a prayer but realise that those even a few metres away don't notice you are praying.
 There were opportunities for adventure but note it was not necessary to use this bridge.

Now is he struck dumb with the beauty of the All-Glorious; again is he wearied out with his own life. How many a mystic tree hath this whirlwind of wonderment snatched by the roots, how many a soul hath it exhausted. For in this Valley the traveler is flung into confusion, albeit, in the eye of him who hath attained, such marvels are esteemed and well beloved. At every moment he beholdeth a wondrous world, a new creation, and goeth from astonishment to astonishment, and is lost in awe at the works of the Lord of Oneness. (Baha'u'llah)

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