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| Suhrawardi in Mombasa |
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| UmmWafi |
| 08/14/03 at 02:10:12 |
| [slm] everyone, Since I last penned my last post on Meaninglessness, Subhanallah, I have been getting several IMs from people telling me how they feel and how they can relate to my piece, not to mention the awesome reply by my beautiful rainbow Maliha. I am very touched by the replies I have been getting and have shed some tears too, grieving collectively for all the sins we have committed in the name of stupidity. However, I am also wary about being labelled Olinvera, Queen of Darkness ;D Thus, with the aim of enveloping myself in Suhrawardian Lightness of Being (can someone please shoot my corny lines puhlease), I dedicate this next work of Love to all my brothers and sisters who had at one point in time or another felt the loneliness of darkness and who are now moving towards Light....His Brilliant Light of Love. [i]These are a few of my favourite things" Wudhu' on lashes and Chantings of dhikr Sweet sounds of adhan and The peace of fajr These are a few of my favourite things Laughter of children and Gurgling of merriment Squeals of innocence and An afternoon well spent These are a few of my favourite things[/i] LOL...I used to make up this song as I go along, adding all my favoruite things to the list. (for the uninitiated, sing along to the tunes of the song of the same name from the movie The Sound of Music). Sometimes it helps me to remember that I have so many sweet things I am blessed with. On a serious note, I know that most of us struggle hard on a daily basis. Struggle hard to be worthy of calling ourselves Muslims. Struggle hard to earn the right to claim that Muhammad [saw] is indeed our Prophet. Struggle hard to proudly announce that our culture is similar to that of Khalid Bin Waleed radhiallahu anhu, Saiyidatina Khadijah radhiallahu anha, 'Aisha radhiallahu anha. Struggle hard to even have a fraction of the strength and conviction that Saiyidina 'Umar radhiallahu anhu had. Struggle hard to live our life with the gentleness and wisdom of Saiyidina 'Ali radhiallu anhu. Sometimes our struggles seem like they are not taking us anywhere and worse of all is the acute feeling of loneliness borne of shame. Shame in the fact that our souls seem to pulled apart in different directions. I have faced so many struggles. Struggles that expanded over the physical, mental, spiritual and emotional realms. I struggled to smile and laugh with my children even though the pain wracking through my chest and spine made cold sweat appear mercilessly on my forehead. I struggled to focus my mind on al-Juwayni after receiving news that my daughter who was miles away was weak with fever. I struggled with the panic and despair that always threatened to overcome me when I think of the quality of me as a Muslim. I struggled to believe in myself even when dear beloved friends abandoned me, deeming me no longer important to their existential selves. The struggles were hard, they were punishing but Alhamdulillah, day by day, I wake up from sleep and Allah Gave and Continues to Give me the courage to stay awake and move one more step forward than where I was yesterday. Even in my struggles, even in the deepest of my despair, even in the blackest of moments I was always overwhelming aware of this constant and steady light that always made me think "It's there, I just have to keep moving towards it". That light is the Light of His Love. That Light is the Beacon of His Mercy. That Light is His Infinite Blessing. The Light that will penetrate anything and everything to give us the Comfort and Release we needed. Sometimes I see the Light reflected in the most beautiful of places and sometimes I see it reflected in the most surprising of places. I see His Light in Solehah's eyes when she lies down beside me at night and touches my face while she gazes at me with those huge pools of trust and love. I see His Light in Wafi's pride when he shows me the heartbreakingly beautiful Mother's Day card he made for me although he hates drawing. I see His Light in my dad's smile of pure pleasure when I gave him a new book to read. I see His Light in the sunlight glinting off the dews precariously perched on the petals of flowers after a night of rain. I feel His Love in the soft warm breath of my son when he whispers "I love you Ummi" in the stillness of the night. I feel His Love when I feel my daughter's chubby arms wrapped around my neck. I definitely feel His Love when they say the want to grow up to be like me. My dearest brothers and sisters, I am so very sure that in your deepest of struggles, Allah has Lighted your path with Mercy and He has Strengthened you with His Love. Please know that you are also truly very Blessed. To my dearest Rainbow, Your love is one of my life's deepest pleasures and your friendship is one of my unfaltering inspiration. So, Thank you. Wassalam. |
| Re: Suhrawardi in Mombasa |
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| samr |
| 08/14/03 at 09:28:40 |
| salam am imagening that it was raining when u posted that right n e way many ppl love many things in islam ooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh now i remember all ramathaan months that pased away they were goooooooood mmmmmmmmmmmm rumthana helle hilaloho wa jamalohw ................................... http://www.rafed.net/card/flash/12.html listen 2 it it is worth it |
| Re: Suhrawardi in Mombasa |
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| BroHanif |
| 08/14/03 at 16:02:45 |
| Salaams, Nice sis but it seems to me that its missing something or I've missed something................................................ I know what it is, its your man!. Your twin flame or should I say behind every good man, is a woman of strength to hold his back when things are down. Salaams Hanif |
| NS |
| 08/15/03 at 15:47:12 |
| BroHanif |
| Re: Suhrawardi in Mombasa |
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| UmmWafi |
| 08/15/03 at 00:51:46 |
| [wlm] Bro Hanif Ehem.....typical of a man to say that something is missing from a woman's effort just cos she omitted her man ::) In one of my posts I mentioned that my husband used to joke (for his sake I hope he is joking) that he married me cos that is his jihad grrrr. Well I used to joke (for his sake I hope I am joking) that everyone needs a voice of reason and I am his. Heh heh....reason THAT out ;D Wassalam |
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