Dear nafs, I want to go to war with you and win. — Yasmin Mogahed
At times we don’t realize how hard our hearts have become. The gradual process of a subtle bitterness enveloping them coupled with an absence of regular and consistent times for self-reflection and self-care lends us towards a lot of heaviness on our insides.
The pursuit of complacency becomes our goal rather than the pursuit of contentment and we sacrifice things that would bring us everlasting comfort in pursuit of those things that simply give us the facade of comfort.
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Oh Allah! Do Not Leave Me
Allahumma laatakilnee ila'anafsi tarfa ta'een
Oh Allah, don’t leave me to myself even for a blink of an eye
Allahumma rahmataka arju falaa takilni illa nafsi tarfata ‘aiinan, wa as-ih-li sha'ni kuulahu, la illaha illa anta
Oh Allah, I hope for Your Mercy. Do not leave me to myself even for the blinking of an eye. Correct all of my affairs for me. There is none worthy of worship but You.
‘License to chill.’ Craig Reynolds Landscape Architecture, Key West, FL. Tamara Alvarez photo.
