The morning of hope
Was born yesterday.
That’s why I am still
Here today, working-
for a better tomorrow!
Little Children coloring and making cards for Aidan and Ella-Full Time Islamic School
Fellowship of Goodness
Somewhere in a valley in California, women from different faith groups, United Methodists, Catholics, Mormons, Jewish, and Muslims all got together to help each other in a very dynamic and unique fellowship-to spread love, care, and understanding in our communities. The group cares for refugees, victims of cancer and their families, needy members of the community, widows and widowers group, make a wish for terminally ill seniors, and much more. Every time we meet at the Interfaith meetings, or at the Kaleidoscope group, or to one of the sisters’ houses for shared dinner-there is enough love, compassion, and humanity to fill the whole world.
I am so proud to be one of them. I pray that many communities around the nation and the whole world would follow our example.
One of the projects was caring for Aidan and his little sister Ella. He is a little boy undergoing a prolonged stay in the hospital for cancer treatment and needs a cheer. We cannot forget about his little sister, lest she feels neglected. I have asked you, my dear readers around the world in my last post to join in.
Aidan’s mom reported that Aidan was so happy receiving all those cards, and it really cheered him up and eased his agonizing long hospital stay.
Just because the world is full of chaos and perils, this doesn’t mean that goodness and cheerfulness cease to exist. As long as we strive to be good and fair and just.. as long as we continue to seek the truth, as long as we believe in God and certain of His Justice and Compassion-Humanity is still good and there is still hope.
It this world that we live in with all its chaotic disorder, we may feel anxious and have difficulty apprehend a future that is prosperous or safe. The atrocious massacre of civilians in Aleppo, terrorism, racism and nationalism that seems to be on the rise world wide-all are sore bleeding wounds that shatters our sense of equilibrium and threatens our sense of humanity.
The following words came to my mind:
Have you seen the dark shadow?
Numerous reports confirmed,
All over the globe, of a hollow
Dark smoky mass discerned
To be increasing in size and
Weight on the human chest
Upon encounter. Sadness,
Sorrow feelings that grow
Within, whenever this object
Flow upon the horizon.
It continues to cause destruction,
Chaos, and despair. It is in the air,
Polluting our water, deforming our
Spirit, crushing our soul…within and
Wherever it landed. Piercing shrieks
Are heard precede its arrival spreading
Terror. Humans are forced to their knees,
Covering their ears, void of humanity.
Everyone run for dear life, void of intellect
Or rational thinking. Hearing no logic,
Listening not to reason. Feet crushing bodies
As they run away blinded by fear and darkness-
Scattering in horror like wild beasts.
Nations upon nations have succumbed
To defeat-no survivals. Except those
Who flee, leaving behind memories of
Happiness destroyed & crumbled.
Masses have tried to assemble with candles,
Courageous hearts, extended hands, and hope to
Defeat this Dark Hollow Shadow. Their light
Was not strong enough, their hearts were not courageous
Enough,their hands were trembling, and the hope was crushed.
Years and years went by, and the darkness increased and persisted.
Down beneath the ashes, a flicker of light had survived.
A child, an innocent being, not yet corrupted by the Darkness-noticed
It and removed the ashes. Many hearts, souls, and hands were extended
Towards it. As one man, they all moved towards the light to protect it.
They tended to it with unity and love until it grew and grew to resemble the hope
That was crushed long ago. Together they hold the light up towards darkness, Guided and strong they marched.
Their cheers shook the land, their words echoed throughout the globe:
“Divided no more, divided we have fallen and fallen. United
Now and always, we stand.”
Souls, like plants, are revived by the sunlight and care. I was feeling sick today and under the weather. I thought of just calling off going to teach on Monday until I feel better. Then I looked down from my bedroom window to my garden and saw these magnificent oranges and tangerines alluring me to just pick them up.
I thought of my students on Monday and how lovely it would be to share some of these fresh citrus blessings with them. Suddenly I had this surge of energy and pulled myself out of bed and went down to the garden with a big bag to pick some fruits.
Instantly the fresh citrus scent revived my soul and rejuvenated my energy. I felt much better instantly. And then I peeled an orange and took a bite, heaven!
I thought how in the acts of giving that my orange tree had showed me-with it’s extended boughs laden with the gift of fruits to pick, enjoy, and share- now my aching limbs and tired heart had been energized and healed. There is nothing like the act of giving and sharing to uplift the soul. Don’t you all agree?
P.S. Those pictures I just took are as fresh as the fruits they show. Beautiful California citrus…yummy!
The words are hammering
Humming loud and persisting
To be let out. Hauling a heavy
Load of thoughts and feelings.
Say it right. There is
Doubt? Will they be misunderstood?
Will they sound appealing?
Come forth, say the truth.
Speak your mind, I say.
How else you would be heard?
Mind your words, say it gently.
Be kind. Articulate and then,
Those wonderful words you
have carefully said, will be your healing.©
The road was winding
Curves and Bushes
Playing hide and seek
With the seashore.
I heard the ocean’s call
Alluring me to sit and talk,
As I used to talk with him
Every time we meet.
The Ocean and I have always
been close friends. Something
About the sea makes you want
To pour your soul out knowing
It will go deep and safe, and he
I parked the car away at the nearby
Street. Climbing the hill to the
Shore. The hill was steep,
I looked around, and looked down
To the slippery sand beneath my feet.
The path laid in front of me
Was a maze of Bushes and sand dunes.
I reached a fork in the road. Paths and
Trails right and left. I was lost.
I still can hear the calls of the sea,
But where is he?
Something about the sea, makes you trust him.
As old friends, he greets me
With wide open heart and
Generous giving spirit, he
Greets me with waves of
Cheers and laughter of
The gulls…even when he
Is angry or grim. “Welcome back,
You are home, you are here.” He always said.
I was near, but not there yet.
At the twilight time when
Not many were on the trails.
I got up and stood there and
Contemplated at life choices.
How many trails we got to choose,
And how many got us lost.
Only then I heard others approaching,
Laughing and calling on each other. Giggling
Trying to find each others through the maze.
Trying to reach the sea…like me. I heard a girl
Calling. “I found the sea!” “I found the sea!”
She said: “Go towards the light.”!
Hope is a seed that I planted
Way in the depth of the soil
Of my soul. It pushes through
The cracks of my heart and grow.
It withers away and shrinks by
Winds of gloom and dismay.
But forever blossom back
Green, fresh, and strong.
For, you see, my hope is a seed
Of an old Jasmine tree-Stubborn and free.
Flowers white fragrance petals in spite of
Frozen snow, blooms betwixt rocks.
I sadly would have to differ
With you, if you are racist.
I differ because I am not,
And sadly because you are.
I stand up for Fairness, for Justice,
For freedom of choice,
I call for Unity, I call for Peace.
I stand up against war.
I stand up for humanity.
What do you stand for?
A heavy object needs energy to lift it. A crane can lift the biggest of cargo; yet no matter how mighty it is-it cannot lift up the broken spirit!
How can you mend a broken heart? How can you lift a sunken spirit? How can you heal a wounded soul? A smile, an embrace, a hug, a kind word, or wink of sympathy might do the trick.
Today I learned a little secret from the East-A remedy comes in the lightest of form and the most precious and tender plant-Saffron.
It’s been the ancient remedy since the beginning of civilization. A cup of tea made with few of the precious threads of Saffron and boiled water savored with honey or little ginger- one starts to feel instantly the positive effect, the warm cup of saffron will work like miracle to elevate your spirit and calm your anxiety. I don’t mean to say that it is a cure; rather I am trying to say that sometimes we need a little break from the throbbing pain inside…even if it is only while the cup of tea lasts. Suddenly, all is well with the world and life is gooood 🙂 Try it out and tell me how it made you feel?
My article is intended to inspire you to sit back and relax and savor a warm cup of tea…pause the worries and the pain and enjoy the warmth that it may provide for you.
It is a blessing that nothing lasts in this life…I like to remember this at times of pain and suffering.
I will only end this post with these verses by Mahjoor Kashmiri:
Peace be with you all.
I will leave the scientific evident of the many health benefits of Saffron to the reader to research and find out independently. You may check some of the links provided below:
http://www.webmd.com/vitamins-supplements/ingredientmono-844-saffron.aspx?activeingredientid=844 Please hit the tab for Side Effects in case you may use it as medicinal form.