Friday, March 19, 2010
This morning I fulfilled my dream of eating eggs and sausage. It was a real vindication after yesterday morning's fiasco. I then did something which I haven't done during this Fast which is go back to bed. I wanted to squeeze out whatever precious moments of rest I could get before work. Douglass Ali had other plans. He amused himself by trying to put his bottle in my mouth while I was trying to sleep. When he got bored with that he decided that hitting me in the head with the bottle was more interesting. Though she acted otherwise, I think his mother found this whole episode quite hilarious. So much for going back to sleep.
I had another one of those grit-your-teeth-and-try-to-hang-on-to-your-sanity kind of days. Here's an example. An employee of mine had arranged for a gift card for another employee whose wife is about to have a baby. She came to me upset that the gift card had disappeared from her office and that someone must have stolen it. I spent quite a bit of time playing Sherlock Holmes and trying to unravel this mystery. Given that her office had been locked and no one with a key had been anywhere near it, it was a real puzzle. I even viewed our security cameras. I took her back to her office and suggested that because her window was open that it might have blown away from where she had left it. She was convinced that this was impossible. Then guess what happened? You got it, she found the gift card had been blown to the back of her desk where it was hard to see. If I did not have many years and considerable amounts of cash invested in my brain, this would have been a perfect time to slam my head against the wall. I just smiled and went about my day.
The weather today was quite nice and when I got home I was delighted to see Maura and Douglass Ali outside. We got to watch him explore and play. He was especially excited to go up and down some stairs in the back yard. Our neighbors appeared with a turtle which is an animal he has not seen before. The turtle was not as interesting as the stairs however.
The last hour or so before sunset seemed to move even slower than that turtle. I could take no more and decided to catch a little nap so that at least I would be unconscious rather than thinking about eating. That worked pretty well. Left over lasagna did the job as a fast breaker along with a piece of sweet potato pie.
One more day to go and then it's Happy New Year.
"The fasting period, which lasts nineteen days starting as a rule from the second of March every year and ending on the twentieth of the same month, involves complete abstention from food and drink from sunrise till sunset. It essentially a period of meditation and prayer, of spiritual recuperation, during which the believer must strive to make the necessary readjustments in his inner life, and to refresh and reinvigorate the spiritual forces latent in his soul. Its significance and purpose are, fundamentally spiritual in character. Fasting is symbolic, and a reminder of abstinence from selfish and carnal desires." (From a letter written on behalf of Shoghi Effendi to the National Spiritual Assembly of the United States, January 10, 1936)