Archive for May, 2008

Grateful for Relaxation

Bismillahir Rahmaanir Rahiim

Asalaamu alaikum.

I never been able to sleep well, but recently I have disciplined myself more with a set evening routine of ibadat and relaxation. I wrote about it on my own blog. I also have a more disciplined morning routine now because sleeping better at night makes it easier to wake up on time for Fajr in the morning, and get my day started the right way.

I never really thought about how the fard ibadat is timed in such a way that it should make for a well scheduled day and night that allows us just the right amount of sleep and balance. So I am grateful for finding that balance and for, finally, getting a good night’s sleep!

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I Am Feeling Blessed

Bismillahir Rahmaanir Rahiim

Asalaamu alaikum.

This was sent to me via email from a sister whose blog I had not found before. I recommend checking her out. From Sister Houda at My Hijab: I Am Feeling Blessed.

(And shukran to Safiyyah for recommending it for this blog.)

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Like Rain

Bismillahir Rahmanir Rahim

I feel so blessed recently. It is like rain is falling, washing away all of the stress, the pain, the sins, and the struggles of the last few months. The difficulties, of course, haven’t disappeared – they never do – but I feel like I finally have a chance to breathe. Regroup. Listen.

I am so grateful to Allah, ar-Razzaq, for providing me with a job! I got hired yesterday at a new human-powered search engine where I can work from home. I will have to work much more to make the same amount of money, but I have been looking for a desk job for months because of my health problems. Insha’Allah it will work out and I will be able to just do this from home in front of my computer or else use it to supplement another job and not kill myself standing on my feet anymore. Truly, He is the provider and sustainer.

I am grateful to our Rabb and to our Ummah for the support that is so abundant. I didn’t know how I would learn Arabic and I met a teacher online by chance. I didn’t know how to cope with the possibilities and trials brought up by the chance to study in Egypt, but things are falling into place…after years of having an elusive dream of studying abroad, it’s starting to seem like a reality. I didn’t know how I would access texts and learn because I don’t really have money for books and CDs, but I have found so much material online and from non-Muslim friends of mine who study Islam that it is just overwhelming. I didn’t know how I would cope with radically changing my life and lifestyle to be able to truly follow the teachings of our Prophet salallahu alayhi wa salaam but Alhamdulillah I have slowly been able to make changes and have gained so much support even when I have had to ask difficult questions or confront issues that are often left in the background.

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Gratitude for Where I Am

Bismillahir Rahmaanir Rahiim

In life, in one’s job, in one’s family heirarchy, in distance from one’s teacher or other loved one…

Being pleased with where we are, knowing this is where we are meant to be…

This is hard for me, I really struggle with it. I yearn to have a better job that uses my skills, isn’t so stressful, pays better. But what lessons am I missing by thinking only on how much I want a change? Perhaps this job is supposed to try my patience so that I will improve.

I yearn to be near my Shaykh, but what awesome opportunities for growth am I missing right here in my own community?

In so many facets of our lives, we are worried for trying to “get past this”, to move on, to move up, but what are we missing that is right in front of us?

So instead, I complain about what I am lacking, complain about my situation, complain about wanting something more, something better, something else…

How ungrateful am I that I deny the blessings that exist in my life, as it is, right now?

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Optimism and Gratefulness go hand in hand

Being optimistic, being grateful and having inner peace (satisfaction!) go hand-in-hand. Sometimes we get caught up in shopping and material wealth. Sometimes we’re too stressed out to appreciate the good things we already have.  This blog entry at Down to Earth really demonstrates beauty of appreciating the most simplest of things.

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Today I’m grateful

Today I am grateful for the sun that rose up high, shining just for me

I was able to feel the wind against my face and the morning due on the grass

I left my room (much larger then 4 x 6 x 10 cell) on my own accord

I kissed my daughter, held her little body close to mine

I said salaam to my husband as he bid me a good day.

 

Today I’m grateful for the for ability to walk, to run, to drive and to take my pilates class.

I went to the grocery store, picked what I wanted to eat. I had an option

I received phone calls on my mobile at will. No one said only 20 minutes!

I had an endless opportunity. If I wanted to travel, I could if I wanted to sleep I could.

I decided what I’d do, how’d I do it, and when I’d finish

 

Today I’m grateful for every simple freedom and liberty I have. Alhamdulillah.

 

This poem is dedicated to the men who were arrested as part of the Toronto 18 and all the unjustly imprisoned Muslims and NonMuslims the world wide. Their lives shattered, their families torn apart, but still they remain grateful to Allah for what they do have.

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Qur’an & Nasheeds on Gratitude

Bismillahir Rahmaanir Rahiim

Asalaamu alaikum.

I thought I would do a wee bit of searching, trying to find nasheeds about gratitude. I also found some beautiful Qur’an recitation and a two-minute portion of an excellent lecture from Imam Siraj Wahhaj.

Surah Al-Baqara Ayats 164-182

Are You Grateful? (Imam Siraj Wahhaj)

Allah Knows (Zain Bhikha & Dawud Warnsby)

Give Thanks to Allah (Zain Bhikha)

Forgive Me When I Whine (Ahmed Bukhatir)

 

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Between Adhan and Salah

In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful,

I recently bought one of those mini Creative Zen mp3 players in order to be able to listen to Qur’an and lectures on my way to classes. Alhamdulillah it has improved my Qur’an recitation a lot and helped me to learn better. Because of this I went on a lecture-downloading frenzy and just tonight had the chance to listen to one of the lectures all the way through: Yusuf Idris’s “Why Don’t You Pray?

The first line of the first mp3 begins with the statement that when we are born, the first thing we hear is the adhan. I was not born a Muslim, so I did not have this experience, but Alhamdulillah the adhan is one of the first things that I heard upon reverting. It goes on to say that when we die, the last thing that is said over us is the funeral prayer. So our lives begin with adhan and end with salah; our whole lives are lived between adhan and salah.

This lecture was especially powerful for me because salah has been one of my biggest struggles as a revert. I have heard from other reverts that I know that it has been difficult as well for them. Many other things have been easy masha’Allah, but salah is something that, although it has become easier, I still sometimes find difficult. When I first reverted, the biggest challenge was learning how to pray. I didn’t know any Muslims here and only a couple of Muslims online, one of whom was a new revert herself (and was and still is instrumental in helping me in this deen). So I took to Google. It was frightening. I was terrified to pray and so anxious because everything I read was different and I was afraid I would do something wrong. I still don’t even know how to do the prostrations you are supposed to do when you do something wrong in salah! Finally my friend and sister explained the issue of madhhabs to me and once I had chosen a madhhab it was much simpler to find a uniform explanation on the actual method of prayer.

But then, once you’ve figured out where the feet go and where the hands go and what to say, in horrible, broken Arabic, at which point, it still does not feel like salah. You have learned that you must wash this body part this many times and that body part that many times, but it still does not feel like wudu. For me, although I finally got the technicalities of prayer, it continued to be a struggle because I felt like I just had a mental block against it. One of the issues is that I am disabled, and finding information other than the very general “pray sitting or lying down” on how to pray when you cannot make sujood or you cannot stand is somewhat difficult. Alhamdulillah my sister Khadija, who is teaching me Arabic and tajweed now, finally explained to me what to do when I cannot prostrate (and also when I am in the car or in some other situation when it’s necessary to modify prayer).

Somewhere along the way wudu stopped being a long, arduous production of difficulty and technicality and became this amazingly refreshing experience that I could complete even in a couple of minutes if I needed to…now I want to make wudu all day just because it feels so cleansing, not only physically. And finally, blessedly, I began to understand what the saying, “If you take a step towards Allah, he runs towards you,” means, when I actually began to look forward to prayer.

Because I reverted only several months ago and much of that time has been spent trying to figure out the technicalities and also broken by not being able to do prayer, I am still struggling somewhat to establish a regular prayer routine and to make it something that is integral to every day for me. I have not, as Shabana Mir writes, yet begun to live my life from prayer time to prayer time, although insha’Allah someday soon I will. Then will come the struggle of, “Ya Allah, how am I going to pray…” without being seen, without being kicked off of the plane, without being fired, without making someone uncomfortable, etc. I have come very far with salah, but somehow I feel that there is always further to travel.

This salah lecture is so powerful for those of us who have had times in our life where we’ve left salah, even if only briefly, because of the myriad reasons that the dunya gives us to do so. Idris addresses many of the excuses Muslims give for not making salah, as well as detailing the benefits of doing salah and the downfalls of not doing salah. He also quotes much Qur’an and hadith about salah and its importance. One of the things he says in the lecture is that many people, if offered a chance to meet with a celebrity or someone they like, would do so, and would stay as long as they could and not cut short the meeting. But when offered a chance to meet with Allah, five times a day or more, even, we try to get out of it. It feels like an obligation. We try to cut it short. Other people try to get us to cut it short. I am slowly coming to look at it as really being a communal experience Alhamdulillah, and appreciating it as such. Still, though, I mostly appreciate it during the time of the month that I cannot do it, and even though I do dhikr and other things, I can feel the space that is left by the daily prayer in a way that I do not when it is required.

I thank Allah subhanu wa ta’ala for this opportunity He has given us. He wants to communicate with each and every one of us, all day, every day. He cares about our wants and our needs and our concerns. He cares about our praise. I am grateful for salah and insha’Allah I hope that I can learn not to take it for granted.

also posted at Labyrinth Walk

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Grateful to be a Muslim

Bismillahir Rahmaanir Rahiim

I don’t think I express it often enough, but I am so grateful to be a Muslim, so grateful that Allah opened my heart to this beautiful path.

This evening I went to my son’s school concert, which was at the Catholic church where he attends school. Now, I know there are alot of Muslims who would say that I shouldn’t have gone to begin with, but I support my son just as he supports me, and I go as a Muslim. I wore my abaya and niqaab and very few people haven’t gotten used to seeing me that way already from his basketball games and other such events.

They are celebrating the church’s 120th year. So it was a bigger event than my mother had realized it would be when she asked me to attend, just thinking that the children’s choir was going to sing a few “end of the school year” songs. The children’s choir and bell choir performed, as well as the adult church choir, the “contemporary” adult choir (can I just say that I find it ridiculous enough when kids do motions during songs, but it’s really too much when the adults are doing motions and jazz hands while singing? Ick), and a smattering of other little groups. Some of the songs were Catholic and some were secular (the appropriatness of singing purely secular music in a church is actually, I confess, another thing that makes me glad I’m not Christian anymore – is nothing sacred anymore?).

A young woman who has been singing in the church since she was 10 performed one of my favorite songs from The Phantom of the Opera. Then a very talented young man played a song from a Shakespeare play. I haven’t heard the violin in so long and it really is one of my most favorite instruments… I confess that I cried during the Phantom song (which is very romantic, but could as easily be about something other than losing a human lover), and closed my eyes during the Shakespeare song. Listening to the violin with my eyes closed, I pictured myself in a beautiful natural setting, with flowers, trees, my bare feet touching the grass, the smell of the earth close, butterflies and birds around. As I imagined this nature scene, all I was thinking was “subhanAllah, You have given us such beauty, such blessings, in Your creation”.

When they sang Ave Maria and Salve Regina, both songs I loved when I was young, I thought of the high status that Mary has in our Islamic tradition. I wondered if I might find an opportunity to talk about this with my parents, to do daw’ah in this regard. We were not Catholic when I was a child, but I was very attracted to Catholicism and one reason was because of Mary. But in our Islamic tradition, we have so much more “meat to her story”, and such a beautiful understanding of who she was and why she was chosen to be the mother of a great Prophet (peace be upon him). I love that in Islam we actually talk about who she was besides just being a mother, that we recognize her traits and devotion to Allah as a woman and sincere believer, not just “some random woman who was chosen”, which is often about as deep as some Christian tradition ever gets. In Christianity, she was just a vessel. In Islam she is a role model for all women. Even as they sing her praises for giving birth, we honor her for so much more but within a limitation that does not set her up next to Allah either. I was so at peace sitting there listening to the songs but thinking of the reality of her story, and trying to find a lesson for myself in it.

Anyway, throughout the program, I was reminded constantly of Allah, and how being a Muslim makes me different from those sitting around me. How although they all appeared happy, even excited, in their worship, it didn’t make sense to me. I cannot any longer remember why I ever did believe that Jesus (peace be upon him) was the “son of God” because it is such a foreign and almost laughable (no disrespect meant) concept to me now. All I could think was how much more beautiful the ilahis are that are sung in the dergah, than the hymns sung in this church, how much more sacred our worship seems than the secularizing of programming within the church. And I made it home just as the Maghrib adhan was going off and felt so much more where I belonged, so much more appreciative of hearing the adhan and its call to pure worship.

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Immensely Grateful to God

Bismillahir Rahmaanir Rahiim

by UmmYasmin

I was listening to Shaykh Kabir on my way to work this morning, and among many other pearls of wisdom, he talked about what he called the ‘dimensionless point’ (he didn’t use the Arabic, but he was speaking of the ruh sometimes translated as ’spirit’ cf. al-Hijr 15:29) within us. It is closer to us than our life-vein (Qaf 50:16), and is incredibly beautiful, incredibly intelligent, incredibly merciful if we would just heed it.

When he spoke about this, I cried. I felt so immensely grateful for my life, for my family, for the opportunities I have in life, for being able to hear the words of this Shaykh, may the Beloved reward him in this life and the next. For the first time in a very long time, I felt joy at the immanence of the Life-Source.

I haven’t experienced that for what seems a very long time, and yet God has never moved away from me, I have moved away from Him. I have become distracted by an idol of a ‘big cop up in the sky’ ready to write me an eternally damning ticket for the smallest infraction. By so doing, I have obscured the Still Small Voice Within.

So now, as the Buddhists say: “before enlightenment, wash dishes, chop wood; after enlightenment, wash dishes, chop wood.

Originally published at the Dervish blog on May 14, 2008

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