And your home.

There comes a moment in everyone’s life where they meet themselves. They encounter that person whom you meet for the first time. They put their feet on your dashboard as you drive to get breakfast and coffee to soothe a headache and drive to admire the Raleigh nature together. You see a beautiful autumn leaf but are too shy to grab it, but they read your heart and run back and pick it up for you. They give you a piece of clothing so you can use it as a prayer mat at airports. This person will break down walls, and snack your soul awake and even though you may feel like you are breaking down, you are being remade stronger and whole again. You speak in the car for hours, talking about things that keep you awake at night. Even though you are distant, you know your heart still yearns for their company because they made you feel like no other had. They occupy a space so deep, the worlds best diver would struggle to find it. You recognise their soul; it feels young and free. A familiar terrain. Beautiful moments are made when you put your heart into them, when you operate from the heart, you will always live and feel deeply. That’s what home feels like. Life has many turns and the path has many bumps and detours, but if you find yourself lost, just find that connection, and you will be home.

The Ruffling


There are some trees a few miles to where I reside that bloom into the most amazing cherry blossoms each year. Just as the season of Spring beautifies the landscape, these trees transform a mildly picturesque area into something so captivating. I had noticed on a recent drive that the colours had started to change. The trees it seemed peaked at a bright pink hue that lasted a week and had now gradually changed to transition to green. The next phase in their journey. Again, preparing for the next season.

The nature of the tree has taught me many lessons. Allah has taught me in life to never get too comfortable with anything. Everytime something comforted me, it was taken away. Just as the seasons are changing. My life too is ever changing. Circumstances, people, the state of the heart. Every evolving. Transitioning into the next chapter. Preparing for the next season and the adventure of what life brings. In my endeavours I have always tried to view the change as something good, as a mechanism for my survival, even if at times I do not understand it or even if at times it pains me. The trees tell me that Dunya is temporal. The good times are temporary and even our pain and sadness is temporary. The transition is so important to our survival. Just as the mother of Musa (as) had to let go of something very dear to her. Place her son into the harsh waters of the River Nile. She grieved, naturally. But Allah promised her He would return Musa to her. So she let go. We learned that Allah taught the mother of Musa that He is the ultimate Comforter and and it was learned in the most powerful way.

Let go and place your trust in Allah. Let go of your attachments and submit. If the marriage you are in did not work out. If the contract at work ended. If your once biggest supporter has now become a memory. Let go. He will bring you to something beautiful *if* you believe He will. The seasons change and with that He birth of beautiful experience awaits. The trees often look so much more wonderful when the wind ruffles them. There is a lesson in the ruffling. The leaves become more resiliant and that’s how they thrive. In your humanness ruffling builds character and strength that will serve as light to your internal beauty….

.. if you just let go.