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Missed Opportunities: On My Becoming Muslim

Al hamdulillāh [i], when Allah led me to the wellspring of Islam, I recognized the sweetness of its cool, refreshing water. Al hamdulillāh after much time spent wandering the desert of my inner life, I didn’t think: “Well, maybe there is a deeper, clearer pool over there somewhere.” A dear,…

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Waxing Lyrical: On a Personal Note

Waxing Lyrical: On A Personal Note   Waxing lyrical about me, In a corner of the garden where foliage grows thick, where vines ramble, Twisting and weaving: on the way to the top Then back down. Here, obscuring thorns, sometimes even roses, There are more weeds, Perhaps, because it is…

Waxing Lyrical - A Sister's Story

Waxing Lyrical: A Sister’s Story

Have you ever wondered, when separated, which holds more truth: absence makes the heart grow fonder or out of sight, out of mind? The Prophet (saw) taught that maintaining our connection with family is part of noble behavior and of utmost importance. With an outstretched heart, here is a sister’s…

Everlasting Companions: Remember the Grave

Everlasting Companions After the tumble, after the fall, even, she remembers the grave. Lying bare in the dust, motionless, she knows pure, cold loneliness like even she, Ms. Lonely herself, never knew before: separation from all that is familiar; known. Her only companions now are those whom she sent before:…

Mother’s Nature: What Kind of Mom?

Mother's Nature: “What kind of mom was I?” She asked. “Please forgive me,” I said, “as I boldly correct you: ‘What kind of mom AM I?’ She asked... Present tense. You never stopped and never will stop being my mom. Even after your physical body leaves this plane, you will…