Death.

Death. Just another word. Devoid of any meaning in my heart. I hear it so often that it’s impact has diminished almost entirely. Child butchered. Man snipered. Wife widowed. All headlines of old stories buried in a fast moving world. In many ways I envy them, they’ve done their bit and paid the ultimate sacrifice…

Dhikr

Do not leave the invocation of Allah (dhikr) because of your lack of presence with Allah therein, for your heedlessness of invocation is worse than your heedlessness in invocation. It may well be that He raises you from invocation with heedlessness to invocation with attentiveness, and from invocation with attentiveness to invocation with presence of…

In Remembrance of Death

I remember it well – It was a warm spring afternoon and a long journey up north from Damascus. Like most traditional arabian homes, my uncle’s house opened up to a lovely courtyard which branched off to separate rooms in the house. Seeking the shade, we sat under the only tree in the court yard, one which…

A forgotten cause…

…or at least I hope not Many of you will have seen this documentary. If you haven’t, then I recommend you do. The town mentioned at the beginning if my home town – Haresta. Though it seems there is little we can do to help Syria, Yemen and our brothers and sisters in all the…