‘”Don’t you like talking?” vs “Don’t you like keeping quiet?”‘

cropped-hadithe-steadfastness.jpgI think it’s important that we have regular conversations with ourself.

I look at it this way, my body, and my soul, and my mind. They are three different reflections, of me as I’m standing in front of a three-way mirror. Other people might walk by and pass and comment, but ultimately I’m the one standing in front of the mirror.

They, “the people”, society! say that we are often are own worsts critics, and this is true. But we can also be our own trumpet blowers too. It is important for me, and for you, to strike the right balance between this, the right balance that suits your own innate nature.

For me there’s a mental check list that my mind keeps hold of.

“What would please my Lord, my Rabb?” my mind asks.

“Doing this” my soul replies, hastily wanting to answer before my body does.

“Doing ‘that’!” my body butts in, not wanting to have it’s opinion trampled.

Ever patient, having been given reason by My Lord, my mind asks again, “What would please My Lord, the Creator (Al Khaaliq) ?”

“We could do ‘this’?” My body wants to compromise.

So does my soul, “We could do ‘that’ though”.

Again my mind asks, “What would please My Lord, Creator of all that is in existence?”

I reach a compromise.

My soul says, “I want to do ‘other’.”

My body says, “I want to do ‘other’.”

My mid says, “Okay, let’s do ‘other’.”

It can work out like this fast, or it can work out like this slowly, either way, as long as it works out like this I am happy, because “Other” is actually my name. As in I am another person. A different person from everyone else. Yes everyone is different, and that makes for some sameness. But in all honestly, if I sit down and take some time, that true me, that inner me, created by my Rabb, is the me that will come out.

So i guess in a way… I’m advocating patience.

:).

That’s it from me, take care.

Azeezat A.B.A.

Pst! (whispers) I wrote an article, following in my uncles footsteps… but don’t tell him 😉 It’s a “not so secret”, secret.

Packing

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Almost finished packing!

If you know me well, you’ll know that I quite dislike packing.

Anyone who helped me move out of uni can attest to that. It’s alwayas been somewhat of a chore for me. Today I took some free time and packed. I surprisingly enjoyed it. Do you wnat to know why?

I’ll let you in on the secret. 😛

I think I normally look at packing as a chore because, well…. I’m just a bit lazy occasionally. My mindset sometimes is…. oh this is so hard- so it becomes hard. You know what i mean?

This time I was like, its Ramadan, I have a bit of time, time is a trust from my creator, so lets do something valuable with it. 😀

I made about four piles. ‘Yes!’, ‘Maybe yes’, ‘No’, and ‘No Way!’

I changed the way I pack too. I like to roll my scarves up normally, so I used the same approach with my undies. 😛

Instead of packing up all compactly, I used a technique one of my aunts told my mum about. Things I’d normally fold in to fours, I folded into twos, and spread them out. It was a lot more fun packing this way, and the end result is, one fully packed suitcase, and (me still being me, the kid who used to carry bags of junk around) one big bag of maybes to look through with my mum.

Alhamdulilah.

I never knew packing could be so easy 😀

One lesson learnt, reflected on, analysed.

Now on to the next.

take care kids 😛