I slept and i dreamed that life is all joy,
I woke and I saw that life is all service,
I served and I saw that service is joy.
Singapore is being hit badly by the yearly haze that’s coming from Indonesia. The worst so far coming from the forest fire in 7 years.
Just looking through my tightly-shut window and witnessing how hazy, cloudy and smokey it is makes me wanna tear up and cry. Really. Not because I am getting emotional, but the sight is definitely and utterly torturous especially on the respiratory system. Just going down to throw out the rubbish at work yesterday left my eyes so dry and sore!
It feels, smells and looks like the whole of Mother Earth is chain-smoking and chugging away dear old Mr Tobacco.. urrgh.
Funny thing is I have been having the sinusitis and allergies complaints since a few weeks before. And now that the (haze) bitch is back in town, I am not too mentally disturbed about it, I seem to be in a ‘bring it on’ mode. I guess when the mind is fit, the rest will follow. Although my husband and I are being very very vigilant about applying oils on our darling son through out his day. We diffuse the oils whenever we are at home too.
Here are some that we use through and through:
Young Living’s Purification is a wonderful blend of : Citronella (Cymbopogon nardus), lemongrass (Cymbopogon flexuosus), rosemary (Rosmarinus officinalis), Melaleuca (Melaleuca alternifolia) lavandin (Lavandula x hybrida), and myrtle (Myrtus communis).
“Purification™ can be used directly on the skin to cleanse and soothe insect bites, cuts, and scrapes. When diffused, it helps to purify and cleanse the air from cigarette smoke and disagreeable odours.”
When we diffuse this oil at home, I always visualize that the air went ‘poof’ and all the bugs, bacterias and little dusty vermin scurries away! Its an excellent air purifier.
Thieves is a blend of: Citronella (Cymbopogon nardus), lemongrass (Cymbopogon flexuosus), rosemary (Rosmarinus officinalis), Melaleuca (Melaleuca alternifolia) lavandin (Lavandula x hybrida), and myrtle (Myrtus communis).
“Thieves® was created based on research about four thieves in France who protected themselves with cloves, rosemary, and other aromatics while robbing plague victims. This proprietary blend was university tested and found to be highly effective in supporting the immune system and good health.”
We rub a drop of it on each of Shaqil’s foot before he goes to school, to guard him from being susceptible to the myriads of bugs that goes around in childcares and also at night before bedtime. This is a daily routine that he is used to already, and will also co-operate by giving us his feet willingly.
Right now in Singapore, we are hearing cases of all time high records of dengue, HFMD and now the haze is wreaking havoc with more people rushing to the nearest hospital with complaints of tightness in chest, wheezing, lung infection and sore and itchy eyes. We are not stingy with Thieves, really. 😉
“Myrtle (Myrtus communis) has a clear, fresh, herbaceous scent, similar to eucalyptus. Supportive of the respiratory system, skin, and hair, it has been researched for its effects on glandular imbalances and its soothing effects when inhaled. It is also helpful for meditation and lifting the spirit.”
I purchased this earlier this month together with another oil from Young Living, a blend called Lady Sclareol. I intended to use them both to support my 1 thyroid gland. But I am beginning to be a new fan of this herbaceous and uplifting oil. The 1st time I ingested 3 drops of it neat on my tongue and with a gulp of water, I felt a nice comforting relief that clears my throat and my left sinus blockage. And goodness me, it was yummy too! Since the PSI level is hitting 155 as of 17th June, I am carrying this in my pocket. Along with 7 other oils that I have in my cutie patootie essential oil bag! Haha..
I can only hope that the forest fires will stop very very soon. It is maddening to see a big blur every time I peer out the window. Pun intended.
But till then, these oils are our little warriors- the last drop will depart from the bottle sooner than expected but they will serve us well. Insyaallah..
My beloved prenatal massage oil blend..
Missing those prenatal days, surely.. 🙂
Ok. So, I am an ITEC & IFA qualified aromatherapist. So I am 7+ mths pregnant for the 1st time and I should be worried about the nemesis by the name of “stretch marks” or striae (singular stria), as they are called in dermatology. So I should be doing my very own blend of skincare right? And not scramble to the nearest pharm AGAIN for creams, lotions & potions right? SO… This is what I’m up to then.. Wheeeeeee! 🙂
I’ve been mixing my own facial oils, massage oils, hair & scalp oils for my family and both for me and husband’s usage so now I’m gonna STOP giving credit and profit to Palmer’s and its lovely cocoa butter and make use of my lovely (and expensive) essential oils for my belly, breasts and wherever that this baby is stretching me and my largest organ out to! (basically everywhere!)
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I love my work as a spa/holistic therapist very much, most would know that.
I am the irritating one who will preach “Love your work, and you don’t have to call it a job” or “When you are passionate about the thing you do, you’ll be darn good at it”. I think Confucius said something similar like the former too, but correct me if I am wrong.. 😉
In numerology, 6 is my life path number- the ultimate nurturer and gung ho maternal/paternal peacemaker. It is also not surprisingly, my favorite number since I was in primary school.
So being a therapist, I guess I landed myself with the right work role. And these are stressful times in need of plenty nurturing, surely. (Calculate your life path number here. Thanks so much Laurie Buchanan!)
I am tremendously grateful always that through out the many ups and downs that life brings me, I am at the right place at the right time. Or the negative-sounding positive cynic in me would say that I would just be somewhere else and still be fine. But whatever it is, I am contented. (Duh. If I am a positive cynic, then am I a cynic at all?)
Oprah Winfrey (I L.O.V.E her!) quoted: “I define joy as a sustained sense of well-being and internal peace – a connection to what matters”.
I truly can relate to that. Honestly. Even though in the sense of physical well-being, I could really do with some weight loss amounting to the size of a planet, really. Effects of post-baby weight, post-breastfeeding and too-much-love-for-food is a combo that no fast food chain can achieve and serve on a plastic tray even if they ALL combined forces..
Nevertheless, Miss O struck a similar chord when she said those words. If I may add, THAT ‘connection to what matters’ is what grounds me at many times when I feel more vulnerable, less focused and uninspired.
(OK, I used that “U” word in my previous post too, I realize..)
And I am never one to spew nonsense like “Oh, I am a perfect human being”. I mean, we were ALL born perfect but it didn’t stay that way obviously, did it?
We ALL have demons, and it takes turns to show its various prowess at different times. I learn to tame and find a way around my demons, if not through it. And THAT connection again, helps.
Through this grounding with what matters, I learned to have more capacity for sincerity and faith in the work that I do. Trust me, if you are working back-to-back with clients with various ailments, moods and sizes, you will treasure a bit of sincerity on your part. And a whole lotta trust and faith! Not to mention some carbo intake too for the energy you need in yielding the release of tension on the client’s mind/body/spirit.. 😉
Practically, this grounding connection sustains me and keeps me sane and checked in all areas in my life.
So what grounds you? Is it faith and/or ambition? Or is it a constantly ever-changing source?
Benefits of Hot Stone Massage
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Salam Ramadhan to all my Muslim friends and readers! May Allah bless all our devotion and efforts with barakah through out this holy month, and inspires each and every one of us to be more & do more beyond this month and next.. Insyaallah.
I chanced upon this wonderful insight into Ramadhan by Marmaduke Pickthall (love his odd name) 😉
Its quite lengthy I know, but I hope you take the time to read through and share.. It’s really worth your time, it proves so for me really, as this afternoon passed as a peaceful & solitary one at home while the hubby is (oddly and rare on a Sunday) at work..
Enjoy. And happy fasting! 🙂
Fasting in Islam
by: Marmaduke Pickthall
“The month of Ramadan, in which was revealed the Quran, a guide to mankind, with explanations for direction and discernment. Whoever of you is in a position to do so, let him fast the month, and whoever is ill or on a journey the same number of other days. Allah desires ease for you, He doe not desire hardship for you: and that you should complete the time appointed, and that you should glorify Allah for giving you this guidance, that you my be thankful… And if My worshippers ask thee concerning Me, then surely I am very near. I hear the cry of the suppliant when he calls upon Me. So let them hear My call and believe in Me, that they may walk aright.”
I have heard the fast of Ramadan ridiculed among non-Muslims, as if it had no meaning and no reason compared with the Christian fast of Lent, for example. Why do the Muslims abstain absolutely from all kinds of food from daybreak to dusk of every day throughout the month, yet eat and drink and smoke from dusk till daybreak ? What is the sense of it ? Would it not be better, since the aim of fasting is to mortify the flesh, to eat a little in the day, than to make this violent contrast between day and night, this turning of night into day, and day into night? People who talk like that have not the least idea of the nature of Islamic fasting, or of anything else that is Islamic, I should say. Our object in fasting is not to “mortify the flesh” – “to make the flesh dead,” for that is the meaning of mortify – the very idea seems to us wicked, that the flesh and spirit are so united in this world that you cannot mortify, starve or impoverish the one without the other. Do you suppose that the idea of acquiring merit by mortifying the flesh – which was the idea of fasting which prevailed in pre-Islamic days among the darkened, priest-ridden religions – do you suppose that such an idea ever enters the head of the athlete, the strong man, when he undergoes his course of training to make him stronger, more enduring than he was before? Do you suppose the idea of mortifying the flesh ever enters the head of the soldier eager for some cause, when he submits to undergo a course of training? No more does it ever enter the head of the Muslim who takes no food from daybreak until dusk in Ramadan. As I have said many times, but one must keep repeating it, the rites and ordinances of Islam are never fetishistic, sacramental or in any way superstitious. They are disciplinary and practical. They would be altogether meaningless without the thought of Allah. It is Allah’s command, that is why we keep the month of Ramadan in a manner so astonishing to the followers of other faiths. Enthusiastic obedience is the keynote of the Muslim life, obedience to a command of Allah, the more enthusiastic in that it involves some trial of each individual’s strength and resolution.
There you go, say critics of Islam; you say that your religion is not superstitious, yet you think that Allah speaks in the Quran, and that you are pleasing Allah when you fast in Ramadan. We do believe that Allah speaks in the Quran, but we do not believe that we are pleasing Him by fasting in this month. We are obeying a law which He has made for man’s welfare. We are benefiting ourselves and we should be pleasing ourselves.
The whole of the institutions of Islam are designed for one purpose, to produce in the first place righteous men and women, and in the second place to bind them together in a brotherhood as compact and well-disciplined as an army which may have at any moment to be mobilised. The petty kings of this world have their armies; the petty states of this world have their police and priesthood. We are the army of the living King who sleepeth not nor dieth, the Universal King to whom all men return, whose judgment all men living have to face. It is well that there should be in the world a great community acknowledging a higher law than that of economic pressure, devoted to a service quite disinterested, supporting everywhere the cause of that justice of Allah, the King of all mankind, whose providence is over all alike, without distinction of wealth or poverty race or creed or colour. In the kingdom of Allah, which is Islam, there is no priesthood. Every Muslim is a priest, every Muslimah a priestess, although in our enthusiasm for our King, we call ourselves not priests, but servants. Bond-servants, like the slaves of Eastern monarchs, who have free access to the King, and live by His countenance. In the Kingdom of Allah there is no need of a police, for all are fervent in obedience to the law, which is clearly known; the higher law for all mankind, the only law which can make human progress real. It was revealed in this Quran by the mouth of an illiterate Prophet, thirteen hundred years ago. It was first revealed in this month of Ramadan. That is why the month of Ramadan is set apart to Allah’s praise; for it is not only a month of fasting. The daytime is for fasting, and the night-time is devoted to thanksgiving. It is fitting that our month of training should be, for us – the army of the kingdom of Allah on earth – a month of remembrance of Allah’s mercies to us in the past. We have to be prepared to give up worldly comforts at a moment’s notice, for the sake of the principles which we are here to defend and to make known. Is it not reasonable therefore to accustom ourselves to do without them, so that we may not be useless servants when we are obliged to dispense with them. We ought to give them up joyfully, if we remember Allah’s mercy to us in the past, the miracle of this Quran and of the triumph of the early Muslims, who gave up all that they possessed in Allah’s service. Have we not reason to give thanks?
The Quran says:
“There is no compulsion in religion. The Right direction is henceforth distinct from error. Whosoever believes in Allah and forsakes vain imaginings has grasped a firm handle which will never break. Allah is All-seeing, All-knowing. Allah is the protecting friend of those who believe. He brings them out of darkness into light. As for those who reject, their protectors are their superstitions which lead them out of light into darkness. These are the proper denizens of fire. They ever dwell in it.”
It is true. Before Muhammad came there was no religion in the world which was not quite apart from daily life, which did not regard daily life as hostile to religion. The light to which Allah leads believers is the light of every day. His miracles are the everlasting miracles of day and night, the life and death of men and beasts and birds and.insects and trees and plants, the earth with all its pageantry of land and sea, the wonder of the heavens. If these, as they have been expounded in the Quran, are not held to be sufficient witness to His Kingship, if men seek for mysteries and miracles outside the natural law, which is the law of Allah, then men go astray. They turn their backs upon the light and go to darkness. Let us give thanks to Him who sent His final messenger Muhammad as an ordinary man who ate food and walked in the streets, divested of all colour of the supernatural, to bring religion back to its true sphere, which is the natural order and the daily life of men and nations.
The word “belief” in the Quran always means “belief with practice.” The true believer is the righteous man, no other. The evil-doer, no matter what his creed, is counted as an unbeliever, one of those who reject. And only those who do good works in service of their fellowmen are counted among Allah’s faithful servants.
There is no discipline like self-discipline. And if we are true servants of Allah we shall be happy to obey His order. He bids us fast in Ramadan, for our own good. The fast has no value in itself, its value lies in its effect upon ourselves as discipline, a voluntary act of obedience to a law superior to that of men. And its value to our souls is in proportion to its hardship. Allah desires ease for you. He does not desire hardship for you. The hardship is to train you for the higher life, to help you to guard against evil, to bring ease to you hereafter. Righteousness: that is the goal.
“And if My worshippers ask thee concerning Me, surely I am very near. I hear the cry of the suppliant when he calls upon Me. So let them hear My call and believe in Me, that they may walk aright.”
Pleasing our Lord
Brethren, the mercy of Allah is ever near to us as individuals and as a community, but if we wish that He should hear our cry in this our hour of need, we must obey His will. If we do that completely, then we are past fear and grief. We have the consciousness of His protecting friendship, and we have success. No Muslim could give utterance to a selfish prayer. Our prayer is praise of the Lord of the heavens, of the earth, it is the sacrifice of our will and our purpose, to His will and His transcendent purpose in this world. This is the month of Ramadan, in which that holy will, that holy purpose were revealed. Let us observe it with enthusiasm to the utmost of our power.
“O ye who believe ! Fasting is prescribed for you, as it was prescribed for those who were before you, that you may guard against evil.”
Brethren, the month of Ramadan is, as you know, our month of fasting. It is the duty of every Muslim to abstain from food and drink of every kind, between daybreak and dusk of each day, unless he or she is sick, or on a journey, or a mother nursing a young baby, or a soldier on Jihad – unless, that is to say, it would be manifestly injurious to his or her health, or would hinder him or her from work of high importance to the cause of God. But the Quran, after allowing these exceptions, says: “But to fast is better for you, if you did but know.” I know that we are living in a country where it is very difficult for a man or woman who does not live a very quiet and secluded life, or who has not Muslim servants and a Muslim home, strictly to keep Ramadan. If we compare our difficulty with the ease with which the fast is kept in Muslim lands, where everyone is keeping it, and everything is arranged for it, where the nights are festivals of hospitality and the congregations in the crowded mosques support men’s zeal and courage, it is not unfair to say that we are all of us in the position of travellers in a far country. But as the difficulties are not merely momentary, but last so long as we are in a Christian land, we should find it just as hard to substitute a number of other days for those of Ramadan, as the Quran commands the traveller to do. It behoves us, therefore, to observe the fast in Ramadan to the utmost of our power.
What is the good of fasting? people ask. Do you suppose it pleases God to see you starve yourself, and make yourself unsociable and gruff and irritable through lack of food? Those people have no knowledge of Islam. They are speaking from their recollection of a fetishistic religion. There is no idea of propitiation, or of sacrifice, connected with our fasting. If they ask me why we fast, I should answer: “Because we are told to do it.” And if they asked: “Who told you to do it ?” I should say: “Allah.” But Allah has told us also, plainly, that He does not require our fasting in the least. Allah has not the slightest need of us, His creatures. The fasting is entirely for our own good, so that we may guard against evil. Did you ever know a drunkard who fasted in a religious sense? Did you ever know a drug-taker who fasted in that way? Did you ever know or hear of any kind of habitual transgressor who religiously denied himself the necessities of life for a certain number of days of every year, turning his thoughts to God? It stands to reason. If you accustom yourself to occasional abstinence from permitted things, the necessary things of life, you learn to see them as the blessings that they really are, and grow content with them; you lose your craving for things not permitted, for things harmful and unnecessary. “O ye who believe, fasting is prescribed for you as it was prescribed for those who were before you, that you may guard against evil.”
The fast of Ramadan, like all the rites and ceremonies of Islam, is disciplinary, not superstitious. It is absolutely meaningless without the thought which comes from our obedience, the thought of Allah. When we go on pilgrimage, we are pilgrims, not to some great temple full of gorgeous images, whose atmosphere is heavy with the smoke of incense, where priests absolve men from their sins to sensuous music. Our Lord has made us pilgrims to a shrine of most austere severity. Allah has made us pilgrims to an empty house. Islam, as compared with others, may be called a hard religion. There are no arm-chairs in it, nor crushed pews; nor soothing music. There is nobody to do it for you; you must do it all yourself. Its rules are hard and fast, and there is no evading them. Its rites and ceremonies, few and simple, would not attract the kind of person, very common in our day, who seeks religion only to be put to rest, to give up thinking. Ours is a religion, not of slumber, but of energy. All its ordinances are stimulating, fortifying, rousing, never soporific. And chief among its fortifying ordinances is the fast of Ramadan. An athlete, when he has to wrestle or to run a race; a soldier, when he has to go out and fight in hard conditions, fortifies himself beforehand by a course of training. And we, who have a greater match, a greater fight, before us always – shall we not do our training when our Lord commands?
Never in the history of the Faith did Muslims stand in greater need of all their strength than now. And this year’s fast will have a special meaning, and a special value, in every Muslim country in the world. For we have failed in something; the evidence is clear before us. And we must retrieve success. And this fast, when we are all united – more than three hundred millions of us in the same observance, united in remembrance of the only Lord and Giver, thinking the same thoughts, full of the same purpose – this fast should be the starting-point of new success. Do not imagine, for a minute, that in saying so I am contradicting what I said at first, that the fast has no propitiatory or sacrificial value. It has not. Its value is quite clearly stated in my text: “that you may guard against evil.”
What has been the cause of our failur? Lack of zeal for righteousness. The whole purpose of Islam, and all its rites and observances, is nothing but the training to perfection of energetic, righteous men and women. Not those who dream of angels in an easy-chair, not those who wish well to everybody without doing anything, but those who actually do good works, with zeal and earnest purpose, in their sphere of influence, and who guard themselves against things evil.
And I am particularly anxious that we, the little band of British Muslims should make a true observance of this fast.
You all know, I suppose, why the month of Ramadan was chosen. It is the month in which the Holy Quran was first revealed, in which the Holy Prophet first received his mission. It is on that transcendent blessing from Allah that we are told to meditate with thanksgiving. But this year none of us can fail to think of the terrible humiliation which threatens the temporal power of Islam, in the person of the Successor of our Holy Prophet. None of us can fail to pray that it may be averted. And as we meditate upon God’s signal mercy in the past, and pray – three hundred millions of us, all together though so widely scattered – I am sure the burden will be lifted from us, and the light will shine once more. For listen to the words of our Lord Himself, with regard to those who keep the fast of Ramadan:
“And when My worshippers ask thee concerning Me, surely I am near. I answer the prayer of the suppliant when he calls upon Me. So let them hear My call and believe in Me, that they may walk aright.”
We English Muslims have a special need – I might almost call it a responsibility – to keep this Ramadan, for our country, for the last ten years, has dealt unjustly with Islam, owing to false direction leading to ignorance. But there are signs already of a change of feeling. Pray God that it may not come too late.
I consider it my duty to give you notice of the fast and exhort you to it thus a month beforehand, that you may make your preparations. Of the spiritual benefits we may derive from it I hope to speak to you in Ramadan itself. I wish this house could be kept open the whole month for any Muslim, any Muslimah, to come and pray here, at any hour of the day or night; but I fear that that is quite beyond the means at our disposal, and I myself live a long way from London, so am not much use. But do remember to say your prayers at the appointed hours, or as near to them as possible, in your own homes. Try to make it a real striving after righteousness, a month of resolution and prayer, to fortify your souls, not for the remainder of the year only, but for the remainder of your natural lives. Is it a hardship to give up this food, this blessing from Allah? If we did not sometimes give it up voluntarily, some of us who spend our lives in comfort would regard it as our natural right and not a gift at all. Allah has given us so many things which we regard as natural right; we have a natural right to live and we have a natural right to die. Ah, but that we do not count a blessing. Pray, why not? It is part of that which Allah has prescribed, the natural order which is His command. We all experience a natural shrinking from the thought of death itself. Try to live so that the result of death shall have no terrors for us, because, having obeyed our Lord’s commands, we have the consciousness of His protecting friendship, leading us to a clearer light than we have ever known.
“Allah is the Protecting Friend of those who believe. He leads them out of darkness into light.”
Marmaduke Pickthall (1875-1936), scholar and novelist, is best remembered as a translator of the Quran. This article was first published in Islamic Review and Muslim India, Vol. 8, December 1920.
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So, here it is. Holistic Isranfi’s own blend of soothing lotion for face & body that I chose to name ‘Peaceful Face & Body Lotion‘.. It’s my product, so I can name it whatever I like ok.. Ha ha.
This lotion was ordered by Georgia, a friend of my cousin Irma- whose blog is on my links.
I put in alot of love, time & Reiki in it.. Not to mention my beloved essential oils.. I’m not the stingiest bastard when it comes to ingredients, no no not at all!
I could probably do with a nice colourful label with everything printed and waterproof too, of course- but hey these are early times.. who knows, if I have more orders and have more profit then I can invest in that- insyaallah. Besides, handwritten labels are romantic doncha think! 🙂
I hope Georgia will enjoy this handmade & homemade goody..
This one here is quite the performer- use it as a face or body moisturiser or as an emergency product to calm & soothe irritation. The Lavender & Tea Tree in it helps with the soothing business. Orange helps to boost the lymphatic system and Frankincense & Geranium are superb in replenishing moisture and at the same time very balancing for the hormones, thus creating a very peaceful & meditative blend for one & all!
For 125ml and at $22, this is definitely a life AND money saver.. 😉
Then said Almitra, “Speak to us of Love.”
And he raised his head and looked upon the people, and there fell a stillness upon them.
And with a great voice he said:
When love beckons to you follow him,
Though his ways are hard and steep.
And when his wings enfold you yield to him,
Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you.
And when he speaks to you believe in him,
Though his voice may shatter your dreams as the north wind lays waste the garden.
For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you. Even as he is for your growth so is he for your pruning.
Even as he ascends to your height and caresses your tenderest branches that quiver in the sun,
So shall he descend to your roots and shake them in their clinging to the earth.
Like sheaves of corn he gathers you unto himself.
He threshes you to make you naked.
He sifts you to free you from your husks.
He grinds you to whiteness.
He kneads you until you are pliant;
And then he assigns you to his sacred fire, that you may become sacred bread for God’s sacred feast.
All these things shall love do unto you that you may know the secrets of your heart,
and in that knowledge become a fragment of Life’s heart.
But if in your fear you would seek only love’s peace and love’s pleasure,
Then it is better for you that you cover your nakedness and pass out of love’s threshing-floor,
Into the seasonless world where you shall laugh, but not all of your laughter, and weep, but not all of your tears.
Love gives naught but itself and takes naught but from itself.
Love possesses not nor would it be possessed;
For love is sufficient unto love.
When you love you should not say, “God is in my heart,” but rather, I am in the heart of God.”
And think not you can direct the course of love, if it finds you worthy, directs your course.
Love has no other desire but to fulfil itself.
But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your desires:
To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night.
To know the pain of too much tenderness.
To be wounded by your own understanding of love;
And to bleed willingly and joyfully.
To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving;
To rest at the noon hour and meditate love’s ecstasy;
To return home at eventide with gratitude;
And then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your heart and a song of praise upon your lips.
And he answered saying:
You were born together, and together you shall be forevermore.
You shall be together when white wings of death scatter your days.
Aye, you shall be together even in the silent memory of God.
But let there be spaces in your togetherness,
And let the winds of the heavens dance between you.
Love one another but make not a bond of love:
Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls.
Fill each other’s cup but drink not from one cup.
Give one another of your bread but eat not from the same loaf.
Sing and dance together and be joyous, but let each one of you be alone,
Even as the strings of a lute are alone though they quiver with the same music.
Give your hearts, but not into each other’s keeping.
For only the hand of Life can contain your hearts.
And stand together, yet not too near together:
For the pillars of the temple stand apart,
And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other’s shadow.
I love reading about the wisdom of Luqman. Even have an application on my iPhone that stores majorly his sayings, advices and dialogues with his dearly loved son..
One is advised to read/listen to Surah Maryam, Surah Yusuf and Surah Luqman when pregnant. Although I feel anytime is good to read ANY of the Surahs in the good book. Now more so being pregnant, I feel closest to Luqman’s..
Here’s one for all. I’m sure all will agree with his wisdom.. And with this one here, it makes you realise who the biggest donkey is. Haha. 😉
Title: Luqman’s Wisdom
“My dear child, do things that are good for you and for your religion and your world, do all of those until all matters are completed. Do not mind what others are saying and ignore their scolding. There are no means for you to get their willingness, and there are no means for you to unite their hearts. My dear child, bring a donkey to me and listen to people’s comments, there will never be just one comment. The son then brought the donkey and Luqman rode on it. He told his son to pull the donkey pass a crowd of people, the people immediately said, “What a terrible and cruel person he is. He lets his child walk while he rides on the donkey.” Luqman said to his son, “Did you hear what those people said?” “Yes” said the boy. Luqman then climbed down and heaved the son to the donkey’s back. They walked pass another crowd of people that said, “Where are that boy’s manners, he sits up there while his father walks.” Luqman then asked his son, “Did you hear their comment?” “Yes” replied the boy. Afterwards, the both rode on the donkey’s back pass on a crowd of people that said, “You see how cruel they are, two of them riding on that poor little donkey.” Luqman then said to his son, “My son, did you hear the comments of those people?” “Yes” he replied. They both climbed down the donkey and walk and guide the donkey together passing a group of people that said, “Subhanallah, look at that healthy donkey walking lightly while the masters just walk.” Luqman asked his son, “Did you hear what these people just said?” “Yes” the boy replied. Then Luqman told his son, “My dear son, did I not tell you to do what is best for you and ignore what other people are saying, I truly wanted to teach you with the experience from this lesson.”
(Here’s a brief intro to Luqman by Wikipedia: http://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Luqman)