Posts from the “Thoughts” Category

choosing for your friend a person

Posted on September 8, 2016

do not choose for your friend a person unless they wake you in the early hours of morning for prayer. unless their company moves you to the book of God as they share with you a verse that moves them. unless they silence your tongue if they catch it in vain speech, reminding you of more lofty conversation. do not choose for your friend a person unless they weep in your presence and you weep in theirs when matters of the beloveds are remembered. unless in your moments of weakness they remind you of your strength urging you to reach your potential. unless when your feet begin to give way, they steady you with their step – two souls, one goal, a path to eternity. do not choose…

you.

Posted on March 20, 2016

In this entire universe, in this vastly exploding conglomeration of planets and galaxies and stars, there is one – only one – you. How beautiful is that? You are a wonder that has never existed before and will never exist again. You are a masterpiece. Each one of us is our own masterpiece. …So then, why do we spend so much time trying to become an imitation? Why do we spend so much time comparing ourselves to other people – how they look or dress or act or speak; constantly degrading ourselves through comparisons and wishes to change the shape of this or slim down that, to have his or her hair or body or face or hands or demeanor or everything other than…

changes

Posted on March 1, 2016

our lives were made to be dynamic, not static. whether we realize it or not, every minute is constantly changing who we are. we are never the same people in the next moment as we were in the last. and this is perhaps one of the greatest graces of living: that we are not obligated to be the people we were five minutes ago. while there is breath in our lungs and strength in our bones, the door for growth and change is always open. that being said: why are so many of us bent on binding others to versions of themselves that they were – whether through explicit statements or implicit behavior – discouraging or preventing them from growing, from rising, from striving…

the sun always rises

Posted on February 25, 2016

There are questions to be asked (what, where, why) there are heart-knots to be unraveled (should I, can I, will I) there are puzzles to be deciphered (how will, who will, when will) – and there are answers to be given. But the truth – a truth I am still struggling to learn – is that we will never be able to hear the answers if, before they’re given, we already decide on answers of our own. If, at twilight, we come upon a vast forest and throw up our hands in defeat deciding it can never be crossed; if we turn to leave, not knowing – had we waited a moment longer for the sun to rise, we would’ve seen that there was…

learning to breathe

Posted on November 12, 2015

Imam Hassan (a): “He who seeks to please God at the expense of displeasing people, God suffices him in everything including his affairs with people. But the one who seeks to please people at the expense of God’s displeasure, God relegates him to those very people.” if you’re ever made to feel like you’re not good enough or that you don’t ‘fit in,’ remember that it has always been the few, not the many – the individuals, not the crowd – who have changed the world. people will always have things to say. you can never stop them from talking, but you can stop yourself from listening. remember – the moon does not dim its light for fear of what the street lamps might…

arena of sound

Posted on June 14, 2014

life is easy when the silence is deafening. but one day, things will change, and you’ll find that you can hear—and when you do, you’ll hear the roar of your soul. and it will be frightening. frightening, like when, after years of swimming, you reach the surface; and, breaking through, realize that the ocean’s voice does not murmur, but thunder. it will be frightening, to face the fear that has kept you submerged and lulled you to sleep and made you an observer in your own life. it will be far easier to close your ears again, to return to the ocean’s shadowy depths, to embrace the water’s hushed whispering rather than its wild crash and roll. to refuse to sing with abandon the…

guardians of the green

Posted on July 12, 2013

I lay beneath the cover of trees, the day warm against my skin…watching glimpses of sunlight make their way across the leaves, flecks striking branches as they dance together, swaying in the breeze. My hand finds a root splayed tenderly beneath my arm, and I’m struck suddenly with the strangeness of it all. That these holders of secrets, silent, ancient, should stand gazing upon the years—upon us—soldiers, perpetually on their watch. Towering figures forced to contemplate the whims of men, to watch as children feign themselves warriors and chase shadows in the dark. How they must laugh at the king’s strut which fumbles when meeting a risen root, a tower so easily toppled… Gladiators, who find themselves prisoners of men who see bark only…