walking towards Paris from Issy les Mourinaux

long walk 

porte de st Cloud (terminal bus  stop)239   -bus 22  via  trocadero square

Have  just  make a vow to myself  while was following the dawn walk of ABDUL BAHA  here  in Trocadero garden  with my fellow pilgrims this 3rd june 2017

to re-start  walking in the morn  or/and  afternoon at  my home places,when get back home    just  read today this  article from a friend BRENT POIRER

 BUILDING THE HABIT OF WALKING - FOLLOWING THE EXAMPLE OF ABDU'L-BAHA AND SHOGHI EFFENDI

In the evening, at the end of a long walk, the Master came to our hotel. He walked down the veranda where I was sitting alone, opened the door and entered one of the rooms. ('Abdu'l-Baha in Egypt)

For the last few days his health has been very good and his food, although simple, is regularly served. He takes long walks either at early morning or in the late afternoon, and at such times he is always alone. Outwardly he is walking, but in reality he is thinking and communing with our Maker. ('Abdu'l-Baha in Egypt)

To reach the presence of Bahá'u'lláh He always walked the distance between 'Akká and Bahji. Many years later during His Western visit, while crossing by ship from New York to Liverpool, He paced up and down the deck for a long time; when at last He sat down to rest, He told His attendants: 'I walked 4600 feet, the length of the road between 'Akká and the Shrine of Bahá'u'lláh. I want to practise walking, perchance I might be able to go on foot to the Shrine. In latter times, in the Holy Land, I was too weak to go on foot and was deprived of this bounty.' He was in His sixty-ninth year. (Balyuzi, Abdu'l-Baha - The Centre of the Covenant, p. 43)

Tarazu'llah Samandari, the distinguished Hand of the Cause of God, who at the age of sixteen, during the last six months of Bahá'u'lláh's life, was a pilgrim to His presence, recalled a day that he accompanied 'Abdu'l-Bahá on the walk from 'Akká to Bahji. It had rained and the ground was wet, but coming round the bend of the road into full sight of the Mansion, 'Abdu'l-Bahá prostrated Himself and laid His forehead on the sodden earth. (Balyuzi, Abdu'l-Baha - The Centre of the Covenant, p. 43)

One day He walked for an hour or so in Hyde Park and Kensington Gardens. (Balyuzi, Abdu'l-Baha - The Centre of the Covenant, p. 351)

On this third visit to Paris 'Abdu'l-Bahá resided at Hotel California, probably either in Avenue Kleber or Rue Colbert. His physical strength had suffered greatly and He was unable, on several occasions, to go to the meetings held in the homes of the Bahá'ís. But He was always receiving visitors at the hotel, giving a talk whenever they gathered in numbers. He also kept, as far as possible, His daily habit of a walk out of doors. (Balyuzi, Abdu'l-Baha - The Centre of the Covenant, p. 391)

Once, when I lived in Baghdad," He went on, "I was invited to the house of a poor thorn-picker. In Baghdad the heat is greater even than in Syria; and it was a very hot day. But I walked twelve miles to the thorn-picker's hut. Then his wife made a little cake out of some meal for Me and burnt it in cooking it, so that it was a black, hard lump. Still that was the best reception I ever attended."
(Abdu'l-Baha quoted in The Diary of Juliet Thompson)

Saturday, July 6, 1912 [New York] After morning prayers and visits with some Bahá'ís and non-Bahá'ís, the Master went for a long walk. It was His custom to go out for a walk before lunch and dinner. (Mahmud's Diary)

As was His daily custom, the Master went for a walk in the morning and afternoon in the gardens along the bank of the river on Riverside Drive.
(Mahmud's Diary)

"I once lived in a cave on Mount Carmel. One day I went to the Carmelite Monastery and asked to see someone, saying I had a message to deliver. They refused to see me or hear my message. I said, 'I will put it in writing if you will read it.' They still refused, so I returned to 'Akká in great sadness, walking the whole distance of nine miles." (Abdu'l-Baha quoted in Julia Grundy, "Ten Days in the Light of 'Akka," p. 7)

"Shoghi Effendi often told me these stories of his early years in the mountains and showed this or that peak he had climbed, this or that pass he had been over on foot. His longest walk, he said, was forty-two kilometres over two passes. Often he would be caught by the rain and walk on until his clothes dried on him. He had a deep love of scenery and I believe these restless, exhausting hour after hour marches healed to some extent the wounds left so deep in his heart by the passing of the Master. Shoghi Effendi would tell me of how he practically never ate anything until he got back at night, how he would go to a small hotel (he sometimes took me there to the same simple restaurant) and order pommes sautees, fried eggs and salad as these were cheap and filling, go home to his little room under the eaves and fall into bad exhausted and sleep, waking to drink a carafe of the cold mountain water, and sleep again, until, driven by this terrible soul-restlessness, he arose and set out again before daybreak." (Ruhiyyih Khanum, The Priceless Pearl, p. 59)