Spring Cleaning

"In his holy flirtation with the world, God occasionally drops a handkerchief.
These handkerchiefs are called saints.”
Frederick Buechner

{amazon id='1890688363'} {josquote}And most recently, I have discovered, 'Tahirih: A Portrait in Poetry' courtesy of that independent press Kalimat.{/josquote}

As you prepare for the upcoming Naw Ruz - Vernal Equinox - by 'spring cleaning' both body and soul with Fasting and Prayer, I will be charging through our new home, going through all those boxes which have lain fallow over the winter in our basement-library and Getting Rid of Stuff.

Getting rid of stuff could also be construed as getting rid of worn ideas, myths and yes, those little guilts that have been holding me back. When I started this blog, I honestly had no idea where it would lead - it's been a year since I started and though it has been intermittent, nevertheless, ideas expressed in here have been heartfelt and it was with some surprise that I found they had an echo in other people's blogs or comments. I thought I was the only one.

So, have I found a Trace of the Traceless Friend? Yes, tracks have been sighted by the campfires outside the walled city, revolutionary ideas have been pressed between pages of worn prayer books, passed hand to hand and read by starlight. Have I run out of rant? Perhaps. I have learned so much in the past year (and still continue to learn) that I have been overwhelmed and overcome and just plain 'overed' with the whole thing.

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