In the early 1990’s, I wrote one of my rare Baha’i-inspired stories. As with “The Planter of Flowers,” I buried the connection rather deep. Baha’is might get it. Others, maybe not so much.
People who read it seemed to like it, but it confused them. What the heck was the author trying to say? One editor commented that by the end of the story, they, too wanted to go into the house and dance to the strains of eternal music. But still, what was it all about?
I’ll let you try to figure it out. Without futher ado, here it is: The House of Music. I’ll explain it in my newsletter on Friday, but do read it first. (If you’re not a subscriber, use the popup form that appears when you’re about to leave to sign up.) It’s always possible you might be the rare person who actually gets it!
In 1999, I was recruited by About.com to provide content on the Baha’i Faith. My work appeared there starting in January 2000, but in late September 2001 financial problems led to the removal of about one third of their subject sites, including mine. Shortly thereafter, I created a website call Planet Baha’i to house the articles I had written and continue the work.
Planet Baha’i had a great run, lasting until 2010 when my wife and I founded our publishing company, One Voice Press. Because we didn’t have time for both projects, Planet Baha’i went into semi-retirement, remaining online as an archive of articles and other materials.
Earlier this year, we suffered a mishap that resulted in the loss of all of our Planet Baha’i content. Since that time, all I’ve had online is a simple page linking to our Planet Baha’i ebooks (which contain a selection of our best articles).
This week, I decided to recreate the site as a WordPress blog. You’ll find it at www.planetbaha.org. It will be a far less ambitious project than its previous incarnation. I will simply be posting thoughts and meditations from a Baha’i perspective as they occur to me and as I have time. But I hope that over time it will grow into a useful and interesting resource for people of all faiths.
Stop by when you have a chance. Thanks!
Although I’m originally from Sylvania, Ohio and currently live in the vicinity of Baltimore, I spent about half of my life in the Chicago suburbs. Chicagoland is therefore one of the places I think of as home. It’s always good to go back for a visit, however brief.
We spent this week visiting my parents and sisters, stopping at a few special places along the way. We spent much of one day at the Field Museum of Natural History, where I saw my first 3D movie (believe it or not), shrank down to bug size to explore the world beneath our feet, and learned some things about Haitian Vodou.
We consumed some of our favorite Chicago foods, including Italian beef and Chicago-style hot dogs at Portillo’s and some really good pizza at Gigio’s in Evanston. (Kathy and I used to order from Gigio’s when we were students at Northwestern University. It’s still just as good!)
On the way out of town, we paid a visit to the Baha’i House of Worship in Wilmette. The only Baha’i House of Worhip so far in North America, it’s also the oldest extant Baha’i House of Worship in the world, the symbolic cornerstone of which was laid in 1912 by ‘Abdu’l-Baha (the son of Baha’u’llah, the Founder of the Baha’i Faith).
Some of you might question visiting Chicago in January. Yeah, it can be cold and snowy there, but we’re used to it, and even take some pleasure in experiencing real winter again. In any event, we’re on our way back to Baltimore now, where it’s less cold and snowy . . . but more rainy. Everything’s a trade-off.