Travel at 50

I am looking forward to traveling soon. I turned 50 this year and I am determined to travel at my own pace. At “my own pace” will be expensive.

It is now or never.

Look out for this space. I may just surprise you, not to mention myself.

GAMBATTE!!

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Shift

No one knows you better than you.
 
But will you acknowledge what you know?
Will you change and do better?
Are you willing to accept your weaknesses?
 
Are you able to stop blaming everyone else?
…and own that everything was the result of your own choices?
Will you be willing to sit and listen to criticism?
…and improve yourself?
Will you be able to tell yourself that you are wrong?
…and work towards making it right?
Are you willing to take that first step and swallow your pride?
…and do it for the sake of your family and yourself?
Do you have what it takes to lead a different life?
…because you cannot live this life full of lies?
 
Own your mistakes, leave the lies,
live within your means, grab your family,
put your head high;
Start over.
 
Allah will be there for you.
Allah has always been there for you.
The shift to change is from you.
Only you.

nurashikin ahmad. 22 Nov 2016.

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I Grieve

I Grieve
By: Yasmin Mogahed

I lifted my head
Once more
Only to see
The sun had set,
The trees had slept,
And they’d all gone home

I grieve.

The sky that was clear
is now covered with fog.
My path, I no longer see.
Why try…when it’s all so gray?

I grieve.

Today I grieve
For what’s been lost.
My forgotten people,
still on their knees
before a snow god in spring

I grieve.

They’ve forgotten that prayer
And to whom they should call.
The Essence replaced
by mundane ritual,
empty symbols.
Their hearts… so tired,
jaded and worn

I grieve.

We are a people
defeated…but not conquered.
And somehow
I feel my blood return.
I will stand.
I will try.
And from beyond my grief,
I will see…

There are a people you can’t enslave.
A loyalty…you can’t buy.
For a land may be occupied…
but never a soul.

From beyond my tears
I’ll understand…
Today my people weep.
But tomorrow…Death will die,
as their tears give birth to a land
where…“on them shall be no fear
nor shall they grieve” (2:262).

 

From Yasmin Mogahed website:
http://www.yasminmogahed.com/2012/11/21/i-grieve/