Thursday, September 3, 2009
They have been there for a long long time
I learned to live with the glass
I learned to accept it
But suddenly these pieces of glass moved
And a sharp pain was felt all over my body
There is a bloody trail and pain belonging to many untold stories
All these stories caused by one
Uncontrollable tears run down my face
Thoughts erupting like a volcano in my mind
I’m afraid that others might step on the same pieces of glass
I want to scream, don’t go there
I tried to speak, but they can’t understand me
I know this is just a moment in time.. and I wont always feel this pain
But right now, the pain is so strong
It is taking a hold of me
I need to remember the power of the mind
I need to remember that I can control this
I can’t let myself fall
I just wish I could fast foward time
Saturday, August 8, 2009
God is love, mercy, and compassion... and our responsibility is really as simple as preserving this love on earth.... instead we have turned in into a living hell with poverty, injustice, and hatred.
Hafiz - “The Gift”
We are the guardians of His Beauty
We are the protectors
Of the Sun.
There is only one reason
We have followed God into this world:
To encourage laughter, freedom, dance
Let a noble cry inside of you speak to me
Don't just sit there on the moon tonight
Doing nothing -
Help unfurl my heart into the Friend's Mind,
Help, Old Man, to heal my wounded wings!"
We are the companions of His Beauty
We are the guardians
Every man, plant and creature in Existence,
Every woman, child, vein and note
Is a servant of our Beloved -
A harbinger of joy,
The harbinger of
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
I am besieged by beautiful, light brown, and very soft sand. I turn left, I turn right, straight ahead, and all I see is sand. I am in awe at its beauty. A beauty so strong it shook me, and took a hold of my entire being.
The desert with its infinite beauty is a piece of heaven, but also a glimpse of hell.
Rocks as rigid as cold hearts. Water as cool as rain on a hot day. Sand as soft as a newborn’s skin. It’s sunny and bright with long dark nights. I feel love and fear; sadness and happiness; fullfillness and emptiness.
As the sand touches the sky, I become one with God and one with humanity.
It is so peaceful, so quiet, and there is no sound around us. At times, even the wind decided to be silent. What remained was only the inner voice of the desert connecting with my soul. This silence is like nothing I have experienced before. I only hear the sound of my pen, and occasionally a brave mosquito flying in this vast desert. As the sand tickles my feet and touches my hands, I feel a soothing and heeling effect on my body.
Emotions inside me start stirring up. Each emotion is fighting with the other, yearning to leave my body and wander in the desert. They too, seek freedom. As I bow down in prayer, and as my forehead touches the sand, I let my emotions run wild like small pieces of sand. I let them be blown away by the wind. I let go of all the pain. I spoke directly with the desert. I spoke directly with God. I felt him inside me. Then I became undone, I restarted, and refreshed.
Thank you Siwa, and thank you Ben for this wonderful gift.
Sunday, April 26, 2009
It was locked and buried deep down
Suddenly it opened
Opened by the very same person who was locked inside
The memories are haunting
They make me feel sick, angry, and sad
A sadness that numbs my whole body and soul
But in the midst of this darkness appeared a bright light
A light so strong, it slowly brought me back to life
it watered my soul
and gave my body the strength to move again
I am blessed for having this angel by myside, Alhamdulilah
فان مع العسر يسرى
Thursday, February 26, 2009
One Cairo night my friend Michelle and I decided to take a wall in Cairo. We walked to Qasr al-Aini bridge, and as we were walking along the nile, we spotted a parked car with blasting music. It was a wedding celebration, and the bride, groom, family and friends all got out of their cars to take pictures and dance on the Nile. It was a wonderful scene. As we passed by, something or someone literarllly dragged us to join the party and dance with the mother and the bride!
** A good friend of mine, Shaker Lashuel, who is a mentor to so many, a teacher, and a great writer, sent this to me when I was going through a confusing time. It really helped me then, and continues to help me. I re-read it recently because I needed to, and so decided to post it here, hoping it may help others as well **
There are junctures in our lives when we stand stationary and helpless. Hesitant, reluctant, and unable to move. We calculate and plan for the best possible direction of movement. We add, subtract, multiply, and divide in order to find the shortcut to the dreamy state of existence we seek.
Sadly in our eagerness to reach that destination, we sometimes forget to enjoy the journey as we become obsessed with the final destination. We stand there helpless, drenched by the what ifs and engulfed by uncertainty and fear.
The blessing of having many choices becomes a curse, and we turn the gift of freedom of choice into dilemmas and conundrums that chip away from our happiness and steal the moments of joy we were meant to have.
In Yemen we say, those who don't close their eyes don't learn how to swim. Maybe we need to close our eyes and take the bold moves we are afraid to take. At the end, the destination we reach becomes irrelevant if we learn to enjoy the ride and internalize the lessons we learn. All of our choices will have consequences and ultimately we're judged not only by the choices we make but by how we deal with the consequences.
I am utterly DISGUSTED by the response of the Egyptian government to the tragedy in Gaza. I can’t believe that we are only 7 hours away from the Rafah border but that humanitarian aid can’t be delivered!
I understand people’s frustrations at the US foreign policy, I am one of those that is constantly disappointed by that, however, I am more outraged at the Arab government, that speak of “Arab unity and nationalism” but when they are asked to prove it, nothing happens. They let their “brothers and sisters” on the other side die, and sit there to watch. Where is the unity they speak of?
If people focused their energy on asking why their OWN governments aren’t doing anything, maybe something would happen. Yes the US is to blame for a lot, but the US isn’t your country, look internally first, change within, and then look abroad. The closet neighbors are the Arabs, and they are blocking the aid and allowing people to die.