Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Kind word's
Sometimes the kindest, gentlest word with true concern & sincerity, can change a persons life forever. Forever for the good & they'll never forget you & that's the truth of words. Words can be essential also detrimental & can be used as a shield & sometimes a weapon I prefer be kind with mine. ~Ms.Di3verse
Saturday, July 11, 2009
Living the fast paced life; can I have just 1 minute of your time?
Today I'm thinking how I was ungrateful for some good times, times when I should have been reaping benefit. Sometimes we ask Allah for ease & He gives it to us, but we are to sinful & heedless to even notice it. May Allah forgive me & us.
Wisdom has no age. I seem to be the type who get's wiser with living & age, but I learned that it's only because of not being mindful. Everyone is different, that's for sure, but when your moving to fast, it's almost like your mind doesn't know how to keep up with this fast paced life. It doesn't matter how smart you are. You are human first, and only Allah can sustain all of life without rest. We need to slow down, rest & focus.
A simple life is so much better, as human's we know this (most of us) but we get wrapped up & let ourselves become a slave to worldly matters, a slave to work, to money, to man, to addictions: now I don't want to ramble on so I'll just say it, STOP! slow down, breathe... Now doesn't that feel so good. Take a long vacation, a peaceful one, & think. Think about simplicity.
Wisdom has no age. I seem to be the type who get's wiser with living & age, but I learned that it's only because of not being mindful. Everyone is different, that's for sure, but when your moving to fast, it's almost like your mind doesn't know how to keep up with this fast paced life. It doesn't matter how smart you are. You are human first, and only Allah can sustain all of life without rest. We need to slow down, rest & focus.
A simple life is so much better, as human's we know this (most of us) but we get wrapped up & let ourselves become a slave to worldly matters, a slave to work, to money, to man, to addictions: now I don't want to ramble on so I'll just say it, STOP! slow down, breathe... Now doesn't that feel so good. Take a long vacation, a peaceful one, & think. Think about simplicity.
Thursday, July 9, 2009
The Dream before my Shahadah
In about April 2000, I took shahadah. I don't remember precise dates, but approximately 2 months before that day, I had an inspiring dream. The funny thing about it was that it wasn't your average dream. It was more like a vision because there was no sound or action, but it was a dream because I was in deep sleep.
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.
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.
Today's Thought
Invigorating air, even the hood has better day's, Allah's mercy consenting the wind's wave to carry my worries away. Grateful...
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
Off of the Top of My Covered Head
Wearing hijab increased my intellect,
my understanding of the psych of women & men,
I can now make a man look at me for me,
not for whether or not I'm size 3.
And Islam is about strength not numbers,
so sorry for this foam of the sea.
Allahs promise,
the Muslims call,
Rasullulah's plea.
All sins can be forgiven,
except for misguidance in tawheed.
La illaha illa Allah 1st call.
my understanding of the psych of women & men,
I can now make a man look at me for me,
not for whether or not I'm size 3.
And Islam is about strength not numbers,
so sorry for this foam of the sea.
Allahs promise,
the Muslims call,
Rasullulah's plea.
All sins can be forgiven,
except for misguidance in tawheed.
La illaha illa Allah 1st call.
Thursday, July 2, 2009
Poetic Confession's
All of the woman is awrah,from the giggle to the thought,
from the waistline down & up,
from her face to her eyes,
from her smile to her rhymes.
The believing women,
Oh we know...
Oh and we do our best to cover all,
including what's inside,
our thoughts,
our minds...
The Quran & Sunnah tell no lies,
thoughts can be awrah too,
especially if it attracts you.
Tirmidhi with a SAHIH chain reports..."Rasulullah (Sallallaahu Álayhi Wasallam) said “All of a woman is ‘awrah.”
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