I saw myself covered in Muslimah clothing & I was standing alone on high ground, as if it were a pulpit, or stage, or what have you. I had an audience and my audience was a room full of Muslimah women. Their faces were bright as if white, and they had light coming from their faces and hands. It was a bright dream and I felt as if I was an Islamic Princess. *sigh, subanallah*
I'd awaken feeling very content, excited; anxious to know it's meaning. It was the happiest I had ever awaken from a dream. I then found that Fatimah, my friend's mother, was up and ironing (Fajr time). She was startled by my being up so early & even more surprised to see my mood. After I told her the dream, she smirked and said silently, "Oh, that's a nice dream." She didn't want to wake anyone, also she was busy getting ready for work.
She from time to time, prior to the dream, would call me & invite me to take shahadah, but I would say "No" in meekness. I didn't want anyone to think I was doing it "to be down". Then one day she did not let my silence & shyness overcome me, She just started saying the shahadah and asked me to repeat after her and I did, I said, "La illaha illa lah Muhammedur Rasullulah".
When it was done we began to cry & hug eachother in joy. There was a sense of relief for the both of us. I felt so light. I felt as if I was floating on air. I didn't expect to feel that good. I knew then, that I never wanted to loose that feeling. It was then that I knew I would be Muslimah forever, inshallah.
