« Now-Rùz » et sa signification symbolique.

15-21.

Chers Amis …,

A l’occasion de la Fête de Now-Rùz et du Nouvel An Bahá’i,

qui s’approchent à grands pas,

je voudrais partager avec vous le texte d’une causerie de ‘Abdu’l-Bahá,

dont j’ai pris connaissance récemment et que j’ai traduit pour vous.

( Voir ci-dessous, et ci-joint pour le texte originel en anglais.

Les mots entre des [Crochets] sont ajoutés par le traducteur

afin d’expliciter davantage le terme traduit. )

Ainsi que vous le verrez, dans cette causerie, le Maître

attribue une nouvelle signification symbolique à la Fête de Now-Rùz.

Bien amicalement, Rochan MAVADDAT

La Fête de Naw-Rùz, le Jour du Nouvel An Bahá’i *

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Une causerie donnée par ‘Abdu’l-Bahá, le Vendredi soir 21 Mars 1913,

au 14 Rue Greuse, à Paris.

( Causerie traduite oralement, du Persan vers le français,

par Mr Hippolyte Dreyfus-Barney.)

« Je suis extrêmement content de vous voir à l’occasion de la Fête de Now-Rùz. Ce jour est considéré comme sacré par les Iraniens… Depuis des temps immémoriaux [l’Antiquité perse], cette Journée a été sacrée [et bénie] car il y a [dans sa célébration] un symbole.

En ce jour [de Now-Rùz], le soleil apparaît au méridien et [la durée] du jour et celle de la nuit sont égales. Jusqu’à aujourd’hui, le Pôle Nord a été dans l’obscurité, aujourd’hui, le soleil apparaît à l’horizon du Pôle Nord. Aujourd’hui, le soleil se lève et se couche à l’Équateur et les deux hémisphères sont également illuminés.

Ce Jour sacré, lorsque le soleil illumine, d’une façon égale, toute la Terre, est appelé l’Équinoxe et l’Équinoxe est le symbole de la ‘‘Manifestation de Dieu’’ [le Messager Divin]. Le Soleil de la Vérité se lève sur l’horizon de la Divine Miséricorde et envoie ses rayons [au Nord comme au Sud, à l’Est comme à l’Ouest]. Cette journée, qui est le début du Printemps, est consacrée à cette commémoration.

Quand le soleil apparaît à l’Équinoxe, il provoque une impulsion dans tous les organismes vivants. Le monde minéral est mis en mouvement, les plantes commencent à pousser, le désert se transforme en une prairie, les arbres bourgeonnent et toute chose vivante réagit, y compris le corps des animaux et des Hommes.

Le lever du soleil à l’Équinoxe est le symbole de la vie, et même, il est le symbole des ‘‘Manifestations de Dieu’’ : en effet, le lever du Soleil de Vérité dans le Ciel de la Bonté Divine établit le Signe de Vie dans le monde ; la réalité humaine commence à vivre, nos pensées sont transformées et notre intelligence est accélérée.

Le Soleil de Vérité donne la Vie éternelle, tout comme l’Astre solaire est la cause de la vie terrestre. Le Jour de l’apparition des ‘‘Manifestations de Dieu’’ sur la Terre doit être un Jour sacré durant lequel l’Homme doit commémorer Dieu dans la prière et la louange. Chez les anciens Perses, ce jour a été considéré comme le Jour Saint de l’année à l’occasion duquel des hôpitaux et des établissements de bienfaisance ont été fondés. Des collectes pour les pauvres étaient faites ce jour-là et tous les efforts étaient mis de l’avant afin qu’ils laissent quelques traces divines.

Á travers la Perse, on peut remarquer les traces historiques laissées par la célébration de ce Jour sacré, grâce à de nombreuses bonnes œuvres effectuées lors de cette célébration.

C’est à Paris que je passe le jour de cette Nouvelle Année. J’espère que ce fait aura des résultats considérables. J’espère qu’une influence puissante restera dans votre cœur, qui sera le signe de la joie éternelle et du bonheur qui va allumer les Lumières du Royaume dans cette ville. Que les brises de l’Esprit Saint soufflent sur vous, afin que votre intelligence puisse progresser et votre âme ressente la joie en Dieu. Ainsi vous deviendrez des êtres réels et éternels, et brillerez dans le Royaume céleste ! »

( “Star of the West”, Volume 5, issue 1, page 4.)

Traduction, non-officielle, effectuée par Rochan MAVADDAT à partir du texte anglais.

Remarque : Tous les mots entre [crochets] sont du traducteur. Mars 2014.

A.B. Fęte de Naw-Růz symbole de la Manifestation de Dieu.pdf

Publicités

یک بوسه، یک تاریخ — Un Baiser devenu « historique »

Chers Amis,

Suite à la publication, sur Facebook, d’un article par Mr Mohammad NOURIZAD, ancien journaliste et cinéaste, défenseur, à ses débuts, de la révolution islamique en Iran (voir mon courriel du 19 Juillet 2013) intitulé :

بوسه برپای یک "بهایی" کوچک!

Mohammad NOURIZAD embrasse les pieds d’un petit garçon bahá’i.

Mohammad NOURIZAD Kisses Feet of Baha’i Boy…

به نقل از صفحه "فیسبوک" محمد نوری زاد

il y a eu un certain nombre de réactions dans le monde politique et médiatique en Iran.

Certains ont fustigé cet acte de Mohammad NOURIZAD lui reprochant d’avoir sali l’image du Chiisme et s’être abaissé moralement en embrassant les pieds d’un enfant bahá’i en lui demandant pardon pour toutes les exactions et persécutions subies par sa famille bahá’ie…

Parmi ces réactions, il y a celle de Mme Mehrangiz KAR, avocate, qui a écrit un article dont on pourrait traduire ainsi le titre : « Un Baiser qui change l’Histoire », article originel que je vous prie de trouver ci-dessous, en Persan pour les persanophones et, plus bas, la traduction anglaise du même article paru dans le site iranien "Rooz Online".

Malheureusement, je n’ai pu préparer pour vous la traduction française de cet article, mais le texte anglais est assez compréhensible…

Bien amicalement, Rochan MAVADDAT

07/26/13
A Historic Kiss

Opinion article by Mehrangis Kar(source: Rooz Online)

Recently, when Mohammad NOURIZAD bestowed a kiss on the foot of a child, he threw the whole contemporary political and social history of Iran into turmoil and challenge. NOURIZAD is a well-known Iranian writer and critic film-maker who until a few years ago was closely affiliated with the Iranian clerical regime and its supreme leader. When he kissed the foot of a Bahai child recently, he sent a message much stronger and louder than tens of books and stories on the subject. The Bahais, after all, have been persecuted in Iran for hundreds of years and the religious establishment views them as the “rejected”. Pressure on them has multiplied since the establishment of the Islamic republic in 1979.


Related Article: Following Pope’s Example, Iranian Dissident Kisses Feet Of Baha’i Boy

When I saw this photograph, it brought back memories of a past event. During my rush and hectic attorney days in Tehran, I had entangled myself in a lawsuit which took me places I had not even imagined before. Government agents pretending to be regular folks had strangled a woman in her house. I took up the case as the defense attorney for the family members of the victim. They were not in Iran and were afraid to return. The victim however had not left on her own behalf and insistence and pressed on her ownership rights to a large garden house single-handedly battling the onslaughts of the revolutionary prosecutor’s office. Her emigre family members wrote me and asked me to press for blood money and retribution for their loss on their behalf. I felt ashamed to tell them in the phone conversations that from the perspective of the Iranian law and the judiciary enforcers of the theocratic regime in Tehran, Bahai blood had no value to be reprimanded for. I felt ashamed to tell them that if a Muslim killed a non-Muslim, he could not be subjected to the ghesas principle, i.e., an eye for an eye retribution in Islamic law. All the perpetrators had to do was to pay blood money. But even this principle of paying blood money was only valid if a Muslim killed a Jew or a Christian, not a Bahai.

The Iranian regime collects taxes from the Bahais. It conscripts them into the military to serve the mandatory service but it does not allow them to attend a university. And when Bahais create an online university with their own money, the regime is so challenged that it immediately charges them with complicity with Zionism, an accusation that its hand-picked and imposed judges can “prove” without any effort.

But let me return to that kiss and the memory it invoked in me. The event is tied to that lawsuit and on the events of that fateful day when I went to the courthouse determined to convince the judge to accept the claims of my clients. I knew that the blood of the murdered woman had no value, but if the court ruled that murder had indeed taken place, then it would be a consolation to the children who had been forced to live thousands of miles away from their home. It would also have been a comfort for endangering myself through the case.

In the last years of her life, the victim woman had handwritten numerous letters in which she said that she knew that her tenant was an agent of the revolutionary prosecutor’s office who would eventually kill her if she did not pass her property to the country’s revolutionary agencies as a “present.” So I gathered the letters and took them to the judge, whom I trusted because he had been young and a law school graduate. He was not a cleric. His presence in the unfriendly legal community of the Islamic republic was heartwarming. When I entered his office, he looked clean and neat. He bowed out of respect from behind his desk when I entered his office and openly welcomed me. I opened my briefcase and handed him the case folder and some of the victim’s letters. But as he extended his hand to take these from me, his hand froze midair. So did mine. He asked whether these were the victim’s letters and when I confirmed, he retracted his hand, pulled a tissue from a box on his desk and used them to take the letters, while all along mumbling something that I could not understand.

I do not remember how I made it back home to my house. But his disgusting look, words and the action of his hand felt like a knife in my heart. What he did was a historic revulsion, not necessarily a political one. It was not a government decree, nor a judicial order. It had an educational foundation in it. Even a higher university education could not and had not cleared it. And he was not alone in possessing that hatred. He believed that the hand of the Bahai woman who had touched those letters may reduce the history’s mark that had been dumped on his mind. He did not have the ability to replace that hatred with kindness. He could not see my astonished look. And I lost sight of why I had come for the retribution of a person whom a judge deemed so dirty that he would not even touch a piece of paper that the she had touched. He probably viewed her murder to be just.

So when I saw the photograph of NOURIZAD kissing the Bahai child’s foot, what came to my mind was the image of that ugly educated judge and the thought that perhaps there are similar judges who are striving to turn the page of history of hatred for the “non-believers” which has been hacked in our minds and which has found its ways into the laws of the country.

This kiss comes out of the tortures, beatings, persecutions and hatred that have filled Iranian prisons, and it is an invaluable feat. NOURIZADEH, a Shii writer who for years had the love of the rulers of Iran, has been so tortured and disgusted with the Shiite regime that his message with this kiss is that his fate is now tied to that of the Bahai child.

Without any doubt, NOURIZAD has probably lost many of his old and new friends with his kiss and photograph. But so what? The act has challenged history. It carries a message and it shall bear fruit. There is no hurry. It is a seed that that has been planted long overdue.

… Payvand News – 07/26/13 … — http://www.payvand.com/news/13/jul/1200.html