the green, green grass of home

has it really been five days since I last posted something? okay. Happy Ridván, everybody. See Martin’s pictures of the election of the Spiritual Assembly in Ottawa (warning: high bandwidth needed), as well as a list of Assemblies formed in Québec this year. The India Times has another interesting article about Ridván on its website, too.

The grass is so green now that we’ve had a good couple of weeks of rain. I’ve been seeing kids running around playing in it, people throwing frisbees about, and so forth. Today it’s cloudy, so few people are feeling perky enough to run about. Bahá’u’lláh often talks about clouds in terms of mercy and grace. In one of His prayers, we find the following supplication: “Rain down, then, upon me out of the clouds of Thy bounty that which shall profit me in every world of Thy worlds.” So we need rain as much as we need sun, no? The grass certainly does.

You may remember the International Campaign to Ban Landmines (ICBL); they won the Nobel Peace Prize in 1997 for their efforts in securing a ban on landmines. The campaign received a lot of press in the Canadian media since Canadians were heavily involved – the co-winner (Jody Williams) was Canadian, and the treaty banning landmines was signed in Ottawa. Anyway, on a related note, I visited the website of the Canadian Landmine Foundation. They seem pretty cool too – they raise money to clear old minefields, and to help landmine survivors. Clearly an organization that does good work. Paul McCartney and his wife Heather are their international goodwill ambassadors. Nice! Some of their board members have unfortunate names, though… visit the board page and scroll down to the fifth name. I almost died reading the name of that guy’s company.

Oh, yeah. On another note, I tagged along with Phil Allard and co. to climb rocks at Vertical Reality last Thursday. It was a great workout. My arms and legs are recovering nicely. I think I spent most of my time falling onto the mats. Take a look at the photo of the week if you haven’t already – that’s one of the hardcore guys going up the wall with a rope. We were just bouldering – no ropes, far less altitude. If you’ve never been rock-climbing, I recommend you try it. It’s fun. It hurts like hell the first time around, but you’ll probably like it after a bit.

More later. I’m off to radiantly accept the dying of the light.

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