Monday, September 28, 2009
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Monday, September 14, 2009
I Carry Your Heart With Me ... E E Cummings ...
I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart)
I am never without it
(anywhere I go you go,my dear;
and whatever is done by only me is your doing,my darling)
I fear no fate (for you are my fate,my sweet)
I want no world (for beautiful, you are my world,my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
I carry your heart (I carry it in my heart)
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
RUMI ... Mathnawi ( I,836-7 ,852 ) ...
When you feel pain, ask pardon of God;
this pain has its uses.
When He pleases, pain becomes joy;
bondage itself becomes freedom.
When you take a clear look,
you'll see that from God
are both the water of mercy and the fire of anger.
this pain has its uses.
When He pleases, pain becomes joy;
bondage itself becomes freedom.
When you take a clear look,
you'll see that from God
are both the water of mercy and the fire of anger.
Monday, September 7, 2009
All night, a man called "Allah"
Until his lips were bleeding.
Then the Devil said, "Hey! Mr Gullible!
How come you've been calling all night
And never once heard Allah say, "Here, I am"?
You call out so earnestly and, in reply, what?
I'll tell you what. Nothing!"
The man suddenly felt empty and abandoned.
Depressed, he threw himself on the ground
And fell into a deep sleep.
In a dream, he met Abraham, who asked,
"Why are you regretting praising Allah?"
The man said, " I called and called
But Allah never replied, "Here I am."
Abraham explained, "Allah has said,
"Your calling my name is My reply.
Your longing for Me is My message to you.
All your attempts to reach Me
Are in reality
My attempts to reach you.
Your fear and love are a noose to catch Me.
In the silence surrounding every call of "Allah"
Waits a thousand replies of "Here I am."
Until his lips were bleeding.
Then the Devil said, "Hey! Mr Gullible!
How come you've been calling all night
And never once heard Allah say, "Here, I am"?
You call out so earnestly and, in reply, what?
I'll tell you what. Nothing!"
The man suddenly felt empty and abandoned.
Depressed, he threw himself on the ground
And fell into a deep sleep.
In a dream, he met Abraham, who asked,
"Why are you regretting praising Allah?"
The man said, " I called and called
But Allah never replied, "Here I am."
Abraham explained, "Allah has said,
"Your calling my name is My reply.
Your longing for Me is My message to you.
All your attempts to reach Me
Are in reality
My attempts to reach you.
Your fear and love are a noose to catch Me.
In the silence surrounding every call of "Allah"
Waits a thousand replies of "Here I am."
Thursday, September 3, 2009
Monday, August 31, 2009
" Woe to us! Who has woken us from our sleep. This is just as the Most Merciful has promised, and the messengers have spoken the truth" ( 36:52 ), say the sleepers of this world when they are finally and forcibly removed from the poppy field of pleasure and forgetfulness. The newly awoken come to the realization that they were in fact accountable for every God-given breath, but they have squandered their entire lives foolishly or, worse still, spent them in malevolent deeds. Breath is a Divine gift, and the tongue is the plane upon which the breezes of the breath blow. To speak , we need a tongue, lips, and breath. To remember God, we need a heart. We have been given all four and reminded by God in every Book of revelation that the reason we are created is to worship Him. In fact, everything in existence is initially created in a state of worship. However, because of their free will, humans can forget the reason for their existence. "And if you forget, remember," says the Qur'an.
- Hamza Yusuf
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Shams al Tabriz ...
"I Know the Way You Can Get
I know the way you can get
When you have not had a drink of Love:
Your face hardens,
Your sweet muscles cramp.
Children become concerned
About a strange look that appears in your eyes
Which even begins to worry your own mirror
And nose.
Squirrels and birds sense your sadness
And call an important conference in a tall tree.
They decide which secret code to chant
To help your mind and soul.
Even angels fear that brand of madness
That arrays itself against the world
And throws sharp stones and spears into
The innocent
And into one's self.
O I know the way you can get
If you have not been drinking Love:
You might rip apart
Every sentence your friends and teachers say,
Looking for hidden clauses.
You might weigh every word on a scale
Like a dead fish.
You might pull out a ruler to measure
From every angle in your darkness
The beautiful dimensions of a heart you once
Trusted.
I know the way you can get
If you have not had a drink from Love's
Hands.
That is why all the Great Ones speak of
The vital need
To keep remembering God,
So you will come to know and see Him
As being so Playful
And Wanting,
Just Wanting to help.
That is why Hafiz says:
Bring your cup near me.
For all I care about
Is quenching your thirst for freedom!
All a Sane man can ever care about
Is giving Love!"
- Hafiz
I know the way you can get
When you have not had a drink of Love:
Your face hardens,
Your sweet muscles cramp.
Children become concerned
About a strange look that appears in your eyes
Which even begins to worry your own mirror
And nose.
Squirrels and birds sense your sadness
And call an important conference in a tall tree.
They decide which secret code to chant
To help your mind and soul.
Even angels fear that brand of madness
That arrays itself against the world
And throws sharp stones and spears into
The innocent
And into one's self.
O I know the way you can get
If you have not been drinking Love:
You might rip apart
Every sentence your friends and teachers say,
Looking for hidden clauses.
You might weigh every word on a scale
Like a dead fish.
You might pull out a ruler to measure
From every angle in your darkness
The beautiful dimensions of a heart you once
Trusted.
I know the way you can get
If you have not had a drink from Love's
Hands.
That is why all the Great Ones speak of
The vital need
To keep remembering God,
So you will come to know and see Him
As being so Playful
And Wanting,
Just Wanting to help.
That is why Hafiz says:
Bring your cup near me.
For all I care about
Is quenching your thirst for freedom!
All a Sane man can ever care about
Is giving Love!"
- Hafiz
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Between God and His servant are just two veils;
all other veils become manifest from these two: health and wealth.
He who is healthy says, "Where is God? I don't know and I don't see."
As soon as he begins to suffer, he says, "Oh God! Oh God!", and he begins sharing his secrets with Him and talking to Him. So you see that health was his veil, and God was hidden under his pain. So long as man has riches, he gathers together all the means of achieving his desires.
Night and day he busies himself with them. But as soon as he loses his wealth, his ego weakens and he turns round about God.
- Discourses of Rumi (Fihi ma fihi) 233/240
all other veils become manifest from these two: health and wealth.
He who is healthy says, "Where is God? I don't know and I don't see."
As soon as he begins to suffer, he says, "Oh God! Oh God!", and he begins sharing his secrets with Him and talking to Him. So you see that health was his veil, and God was hidden under his pain. So long as man has riches, he gathers together all the means of achieving his desires.
Night and day he busies himself with them. But as soon as he loses his wealth, his ego weakens and he turns round about God.
- Discourses of Rumi (Fihi ma fihi) 233/240
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
A sign of compliance with passion (hawa’) is haste in supererogatory good deeds (nawafil) and sluggishness is fulfilling obligations (wajibat).
A sign of the heart’s death is the absence of sadness over acts of obedience that you have neglected and the abandonment of regret over mistakes that you have made.
Among the signs of success at the end is turning to God at the beginning.
- Sidi Ibn Ata’illah (ra)
A sign of the heart’s death is the absence of sadness over acts of obedience that you have neglected and the abandonment of regret over mistakes that you have made.
Among the signs of success at the end is turning to God at the beginning.
- Sidi Ibn Ata’illah (ra)
Monday, August 17, 2009
Who taught you to hate yourself? Who taught you to hate the color of your skin?
Who taught you how to hate the texture of your hair?
Who taught you how to hate the shape of your nose?
Who taught you to hate yourself from the top of your head to the soles of your feet?
Who taught you to hate your own kind?
Who taught you to hate the race to which you belong ...?
- Malcom X
Monday, August 10, 2009
Hafiz ...
that I am determined not to have
when I am lying on my deathbed
is that I did not kiss you enough”
Saturday, August 8, 2009
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
Thursday, July 30, 2009
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Qur'an 3:173 ...
" Hasbunallahu wa ni'mal Wakil ''
Allah (Alone) is Sufficient for us,
and He is the Best Disposer of affairs (for us)
Thursday, July 23, 2009
And surely what comes after is better for you than that which has gone before.
And soon your Guardian-Lord will give you that so you will be well pleased.
- The Quran 93:4,5
And put your trust in the Ever-living One Who dies not, and celebrate His praise;
and Sufficient is He as the Knower of His servant's shortcomings.
- The Quran 25:58
And soon your Guardian-Lord will give you that so you will be well pleased.
- The Quran 93:4,5
And put your trust in the Ever-living One Who dies not, and celebrate His praise;
and Sufficient is He as the Knower of His servant's shortcomings.
- The Quran 25:58
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Monday, July 20, 2009
The Tasbih is a metaphor of existence. It is a beautiful tool that reminds our hearts that everything in the creation is created with the Haqq (truth). Each stone, bird, star and sound is a manifestation of the divine attributes, messenging us of His presence, in and with everything. Roll the beads through your fingers and see that all things are touched with His original intention to know, love and worship Him. Let each bead be a witness of what is already in the heart of every human being, the eternal light of the divine. - Hajj Mustafa
Saturday, July 18, 2009
Monday, July 13, 2009
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
One day the Prophet Abraham invited a person to dinner, but when he learned that he was an infidel he canceled the invitation and turned him out. Immediately the Divine Voice reprimanded him, saying, "You did not feed him food for a day even because he belonged to a different religion, yet for the last seventy years I am feeding him in spite of his heresy. Had you fed him for one night, you would not have become poor on that account."
- al Ghazzali
- al Ghazzali
"He who truly remembers Allah is the one who obeys Him: whoever forgets is disobedient. Obedience is the mark of guidance, disobedience the sign of misguidance. The root of both states lies in remembrance (dhikr) and forgetfulness. Make your heart the focal point of your tongue, which should not move unless the heart indicates, the intellect agrees and your tongue accords with belief.Allah knows what you conceal and what you reveal"
- Imam Ali (ra)
- Imam Ali (ra)
Doubt is a precipice on the way to God. Blessed is he who is freed from its bonds. He who fares without any doubt, adhere to his footprints if you do not know the way. Cleave to the footprints of the deer and advance with care that you may reach the musk-gland. By means of such trekking, even if you walk on fire, you will reach the luminous peak.
- Jalaluddin Rumi
- Jalaluddin Rumi
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Goethe ...
"Treat people as if they were what they ought to be
and you will help them become
what they are capable of becoming."
Friday, June 26, 2009
R.I.P Michael Jackson ...
My childhood idol ...
The greatest performer ever ...
Thank you for being the music of my memory ...
Let sadness see what happy does...
Let happy be where sadness was...
Here's to you, both as a transformational genius of creativity and art that ever lived on earth and a tragedy of that of a humble helpless human soul. I am grateful to be a part of the generation who grew up with his inspiration ...
R.I.P Michael Jackson for your majestic contribution to art.
- Jafar Alam
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Imam Al Ghazali ...
You should not neglect your time or use it haphazardly; on the contrary you should bring yourself to account, structures your litanies and other practices during each day and night, and assign to each period a fixed and specific function. This is how to bring out the spritual blessings (baraka) in each period. But if you leave yourself adrift, aimlessly wandering as cattle do, not knowing how to occupy yourself at every moment, your time will be lost. It is nothing other than your life, and your life is the capital that you make use of to reach perpetual felicity in the proximity of God the Exalted. Each of your breaths is a priceless jewel, since each of them is irreplaceable and, once gone, can never be retrieved. Do not be like the deceived fools who are joyous because each day their wealth increases while their life shortens. What good is an increase in wealth when life grows even shorter? Therefore be joyous only for an increase in knowledge or in good works, for they are your two companions who will accompany you in your grave when your family, wealth, children and friends stay behind.
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Ahmad al- Zarruq ( Moroccan scholar ) ...
"If you desire to live such that your religion is safe and your portion is full and your honor is sound, guard your tongue and never mention another's faults remembering that you yourself have faults and others have tongues."
Watch your eye. Should it ever reveal to you the faults of others, say to it, " O my eye, other people have eyes too ."
Live treating others well and avoid aggression, and should others aggress against you, leave them but in the best way.
The source of these words is in fact none other than the traditions of the Prophet Muhammad (pbuh) when he said,
" Be vigilant of God wherever your are, and follow a misdeed with a good deed and it will remove it; and treat others with the most excellent of character."
In another tradition the Prophet (pbuh) said, " Every child of Adam errs and the best of those who err are those who seek to redress them."
So be concious of God and make your request with dignity. In summation, repentance, awareness of God, and uprightness are the foundations of all that is beneficial. The truth is clear and its details are weighty and significant. The affair belongs only to God. Success is in His Hands.
Watch your eye. Should it ever reveal to you the faults of others, say to it, " O my eye, other people have eyes too ."
Live treating others well and avoid aggression, and should others aggress against you, leave them but in the best way.
The source of these words is in fact none other than the traditions of the Prophet Muhammad (pbuh) when he said,
" Be vigilant of God wherever your are, and follow a misdeed with a good deed and it will remove it; and treat others with the most excellent of character."
In another tradition the Prophet (pbuh) said, " Every child of Adam errs and the best of those who err are those who seek to redress them."
So be concious of God and make your request with dignity. In summation, repentance, awareness of God, and uprightness are the foundations of all that is beneficial. The truth is clear and its details are weighty and significant. The affair belongs only to God. Success is in His Hands.
Thursday, June 18, 2009
Monday, June 8, 2009
Looking For God Everywhere ... By Jafar Alam ...
An African mothers breasts were cut off
So that her new born baby could not have her milk
She is looking for God
Everywhere
A young Haitian boy
Is eating mud pies on the street
He is looking for God
Everywhere
The alcoholic laying on the street corner
Looks inside his empty bottle
He is looking for God
Everywhere
The young Pakistani girl who was gang raped
Because of false accusations made about her brother
Was looking for God
Everywhere
Amongst the chaos in the world
The gluttons are not satisfied
They are looking for more gods
Everywhere
Two siblings sit in their room
Their hearts beating
Their parents fighting
They are looking for God
Everywhere
An adult male is discriminated against
Because he is a child of divorce
He is looking for God
Everywhere
A young kid is haunted by demons
From his past
He is looking for God
Everywhere
A 25 year old girl is searching for happiness
Without a father figure
She is looking for God
Everywhere
We were all born to die
In between the two
We are looking for God
Everywhere
There were many I would die for
The love was not returned
Betrayed
My heart died a hundred deaths
My worry
Is the pleasure
Of the Most High
A beautiful pattern
Of conduct
I am not
But I see God
Everywhere (c)
So that her new born baby could not have her milk
She is looking for God
Everywhere
A young Haitian boy
Is eating mud pies on the street
He is looking for God
Everywhere
The alcoholic laying on the street corner
Looks inside his empty bottle
He is looking for God
Everywhere
The young Pakistani girl who was gang raped
Because of false accusations made about her brother
Was looking for God
Everywhere
Amongst the chaos in the world
The gluttons are not satisfied
They are looking for more gods
Everywhere
Two siblings sit in their room
Their hearts beating
Their parents fighting
They are looking for God
Everywhere
An adult male is discriminated against
Because he is a child of divorce
He is looking for God
Everywhere
A young kid is haunted by demons
From his past
He is looking for God
Everywhere
A 25 year old girl is searching for happiness
Without a father figure
She is looking for God
Everywhere
We were all born to die
In between the two
We are looking for God
Everywhere
There were many I would die for
The love was not returned
Betrayed
My heart died a hundred deaths
My worry
Is the pleasure
Of the Most High
A beautiful pattern
Of conduct
I am not
But I see God
Everywhere (c)
Thursday, June 4, 2009
Monday, June 1, 2009
I stand here and watch the people of this world:
all against one and one against all,
angry, arguing, plotting and scheming.
Then one day, suddenly, they die.
And each gets one plot of ground:
four feet wide, six feet long.
If you can scheme your way out of that plot,
I'll set the stone that immortalizes your name.
- Zen Poetry of Han Shan (8th century)
all against one and one against all,
angry, arguing, plotting and scheming.
Then one day, suddenly, they die.
And each gets one plot of ground:
four feet wide, six feet long.
If you can scheme your way out of that plot,
I'll set the stone that immortalizes your name.
- Zen Poetry of Han Shan (8th century)
Thursday, May 28, 2009
"The Excited States of America" ...
“And we must face the fact that the United States is neither omnipotent or omniscient—that we are only 6 percent of the world’s population—that we cannot impose our will upon the other 94 percent of mankind—that we cannot right every wrong or reverse every adversity—and that therefore there cannot be an American solution to every world problem."
- John F. Kennedy, U.S. President
- John F. Kennedy, U.S. President
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Bahlul, the wise fool, happened to meet the caliph Harun al-Rashid.
'Where are you coming from like this ya Bahlul?' the ruler asked him.
'From Hell' was the prompt reply.
'What were you doing there?'
Bahlul explained, 'Fire was needed, Sire, so I thought of going to Hell to ask if they could spare a little. But the fellow in charge there said 'We have no fire here.' Of course I asked him, 'How Come? Isn't Hell the place of fire?
He answered 'I tell you, there really is no fire down here. Everybody brings his own fire with him when he comes'
'Where are you coming from like this ya Bahlul?' the ruler asked him.
'From Hell' was the prompt reply.
'What were you doing there?'
Bahlul explained, 'Fire was needed, Sire, so I thought of going to Hell to ask if they could spare a little. But the fellow in charge there said 'We have no fire here.' Of course I asked him, 'How Come? Isn't Hell the place of fire?
He answered 'I tell you, there really is no fire down here. Everybody brings his own fire with him when he comes'
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Sunnah of the Beloved ...By Dr. Khaled Abou El Fadl ...

If envy is a sin, then I am the incurable sinner, for I envy every eye that ever caught a glimpse of you. I envy the waves that carried your voice and the air that touched your cheeks. I envy even the ground that once served you, and I confess to you that despite my indulgent sins, my shameful whimsies, and my ugly flimsies I confess to you, "I love you."
My confessions are as silly as my muted words. You have been loved by so many more substantial than I, and what good does my silence or confession possibly do?
So many moments have I sat sheltered by the night in the midst of these books, my mind fulfilled but my heart calling for you. Only my shame restrains my words from filling pages of books and from whimpering into the night, "I long for you."
This Conference of the Books, in countless days and nights, ignited by your memory, calls upon the world to ponder your legacy. Despite the citations, the arguments, and refutations, nothing equals a blissful moment spent engulfed in your adoration. For all the enlightenment of books, the brilliance of beauty, and the purification of light coalesced in the moments of time that hosted your life - Muhammad, Ahmad, Abu al-Qasim, al-Nabi al-Amin, the Messenger of God.
Permit me, my Prophet, my own beloved Prophet, to tell you that I do not know you from the majestic debates of this Conference. I do not know you from the lectures of learned teachers, nor from some infatuated delusional dream. No, I do not know you from the books full of sayings you reportedly said, and I even do not know you from all the reports about your life and about your likes and dislikes. I know you from a moment in time in which I fell in love with you.
Friday, May 22, 2009
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Being Human Rules ...
10 Rules for Being Human
by Cherie Carter-Scott
1. You will receive a body. You may like it or hate it, but it’s yours to keep for the entire period.
2. You will learn lessons. You are enrolled in a full-time informal school called, “life.”
3. There are no mistakes, only lessons. Growth is a process of trial, error, and experimentation. The “failed” experiments are as much a part of the process as the experiments that ultimately “work.”
4. Lessons are repeated until they are learned. A lesson will be presented to you in various forms until you have learned it. When you have learned it, you can go on to the next lesson.
5. Learning lessons does not end. There’s no part of life that doesn’t contain its lessons. If you’re alive, that means there are still lessons to be learned.
6. “There” is no better a place than “here.” When your “there” has become a “here”, you will simply obtain another “there” that will again look better than “here.”
7. Other people are merely mirrors of you. You cannot love or hate something about another person unless it reflects to you something you love or hate about yourself.
8. What you make of your life is up to you. You have all the tools and resources you need. What you do with them is up to you. The choice is yours.
9. Your answers lie within you. The answers to life’s questions lie within you. All you need to do is look, listen, and trust.
10. You will forget all this.
by Cherie Carter-Scott
1. You will receive a body. You may like it or hate it, but it’s yours to keep for the entire period.
2. You will learn lessons. You are enrolled in a full-time informal school called, “life.”
3. There are no mistakes, only lessons. Growth is a process of trial, error, and experimentation. The “failed” experiments are as much a part of the process as the experiments that ultimately “work.”
4. Lessons are repeated until they are learned. A lesson will be presented to you in various forms until you have learned it. When you have learned it, you can go on to the next lesson.
5. Learning lessons does not end. There’s no part of life that doesn’t contain its lessons. If you’re alive, that means there are still lessons to be learned.
6. “There” is no better a place than “here.” When your “there” has become a “here”, you will simply obtain another “there” that will again look better than “here.”
7. Other people are merely mirrors of you. You cannot love or hate something about another person unless it reflects to you something you love or hate about yourself.
8. What you make of your life is up to you. You have all the tools and resources you need. What you do with them is up to you. The choice is yours.
9. Your answers lie within you. The answers to life’s questions lie within you. All you need to do is look, listen, and trust.
10. You will forget all this.
Monday, May 18, 2009
Lap Of The Morning ... By Jafar Alam

Lying in the lap of the morning
The dawn has just arrived.
She tries to find
The heart of her dream
She touches, squeezing,
Only the surface of hope
She takes a long deep breath
Along the brink of the valley
Of passion
That has blown away with the wind.
Amongst the leaves that become
As gray as dust
The mist of an old, lost love
Is felt shivering for a moment.
She stands on the green grass.
A breeze rises up
She turns away. (c)
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Nabila ... By Jafar Alam ...
I write,because the page is empty.
She is greater than these words .
Her eyes
misty and wet,
Tell a story ...
She tells me the words in her heart.
Dark clouds follow her.
Her life is a gloom.
She refuses to let go of the wheel.
In living
there is hope.
Within this woman
lives a child
that calls me on days
where we talk for hours
about nothing.
We eat waffles
and tease each other.
In those moments,
we forget the world.
Only to come back to a reality
too hard to swallow at times.
She is a believer.
We have a bond
that is inexplainable.
Her face is luminous
giving light to darkness.
She gives colour to a world full of black and white.
A face,
salted by the sea of tears
shed,
everytime she saw the nature of the world.
Her eyes are like
violet stones.
She has four lives
she won't desert a single one.
A deserter will always be deserted.
Fear is taught.
Love is natural.
I asked her:
"What do you want your four lives to be?"
She said:"I want them to be alive"
O my heart,
in this darkness we are a prayer
that when she reads what this hand writes,
writes out of love for her.
She is strength.
She is patience.
She is love.
She is a mother.
She is not alone.
She ...
is reserved for Heaven. (c)
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