To My Sister In Faith

We used to bump into each other in the elevators of our University’s Arts building as we often used the top floor to perform prayers. When I moved to a more central location to be closer to campus, I started bumping into you in my building, and the superintendent rightfully thought he should introduce us,…

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Be

Contractions tearing through your body Your womb is about to explode Your temples dripping in cold sweat Your time is here Be In this moment, be here. Feel the pain Ushering a new life into this world… Your mind will forget the pain. Your heart will fill with love. Your miraculous baby shrills You can’t…

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Advent Calendar (Gratitude in Ramadan)

Background Inspiration and Purpose As promised, I am going to share with you how I made our Ramadan calendar this year. The inspiration came from three main sources: 1) my childhood Christmas advent calendar; 2) Pinterest ideas on gratitude jars, Ramadan calendars, and prayer booklets; 3) my desire to mark this month in a tangible…

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Solidarity

I will share with you a couple of thoughts that have been running through my mind a lot lately: one has to do with the need for minorities (class, racial, religious, etc.) to stick together, and the other with the need for us to listen to each other. Prophet Mohammad (PBUH) said we should help…

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Sara

  Sara (not her actual name) is one of the most consummate optimists I’ve ever known, I deeply admire her gumption, and I am certain that you will too! This is her story: We met for the first time after the Revolution, at the Caterpillar Café. I think it went well, Alhamdulillah (thank God), I…

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Identity: an exercise in flexibility

Identity is problematic because it’s a story; depending on who tells it, you get a different version. It is heard, believed, or questioned, whether it’s completely fictional, or based on a handful of observable facts, people internalize it according to their own personal perspective. But that’s not necessarily a bad thing. Identity is extremely unstable,…

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The lines of my life

Smile, laughter, grief, and sun lines are carved into my every expression. We’re betraying each other as we speak. Pain and joy have left their marks, signaling the map of my life. That’s the truth they holler, while I try to drown out their noise with my own voice. I’m aging. My face admits it.…

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Schoolyard

Moms with their dogs, preschoolers with their treasures, Babies sleeping, Grandmas patiently waiting… No conversation. Competition everywhere: Muted, loud, ongoing… I forfeit the race. No real interest: Apples and oranges. Wise people don’t bother; It’s all behind them, probably thankful their daughters don’t have to enlist. This is good. This is fine. Everything will be…

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Linda

I don’t like to talk about myself. Some people find comfort in knowing who your people are (where you were born, who’s your family, where you study/work, where you live), but I find it all distracts from what is really essential, which is who you are as a person. I don’t care much for labels,…

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I must be doing something right!

I am just getting over a bad cold. I rarely get sick, and even when I do, it’s normally not that bad. But these last few days I felt that my head was pounding, and I had no energy to do anything. Thankfully I didn’t have anything urgent to do, other than attending to my…

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