Islamic studies

Islamic studies. I cannot sum it up but I can try, there is so much more to it, it is not just a subject to be studied, it is a way of life to be lived. It is connecting the heart to Allah through awakening and realisation. Through heart excercises and a lot of mind mapping, heart mapping even. It is a journey into feelings one has never known possible. It is more than the beautiful kalimas but the meaning behind them. It is more than the memorisation of duas but knowing how to truly implement them. It is not a study of our history but understanding it and how it affects one and learning the beautiful lessons scattered so lovingly for us to find in every event, every hadith, every narration. Islamic studies is learning to live muslim confidently, passionately, happily inspite of everything. Islamic studies is our journey through life. Islamic studies never stops, our hearts and minds evolve with it, are changed by it, it is always present, always until the journeys end. It is a present. A gift from Allah. Islam is studies, it’s reading, it’s discovering, It’s finding meaning, it’s changing me, changing you, changing all of us as we enter new stages of life, love, faith and spirituality.

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Posted by on August 4, 2017 in Uncategorized


One verse

This is my verse,

I convey it to you that you may stop on it,

Think deeply while you ponder it,

Night and day it plays in your mind,

You cannot rest,

You keep on going over it,

I had so much trouble finding it,

Realising its not a novel that I can just flick through it,

These words hover, they float, they don’t just pass with a flick of a page,

There is no amusement to be found in it,

So stop looking for it,

And start finding it,

It is real,

Just sit and open it.

Be one with it.

Let you heart lead you right in it,

Dive, don’t stop,

Delve, don’t breathe,

Keep going, don’t fear,

You will find your way back to the top without even realising it.

Convey even one verse,

If only, one verse,

Just. One. Verse.

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Posted by on August 2, 2017 in Uncategorized


For you both

For you both

You asked Allah for a righteous, god fearing, god loving child, into their youth, adulthood and all their life. You want them to be perfect, flawless, from birth until death……………..

They won’t all be perfect, it won’t be smooth sailing just because you asked. The path is a struggle and you won’t get what you want out of that until you both go through the correct training. Allah’s training. Well, you asked for it right?

Every child needs a lesson along the way, you the parent, adult, carer need to do the teaching, if scenarios don’t arise, opportunities let’s call them. If they do not arise, how is that child going to know? How will they know the warning signs? How will they learn to understand that feeling? That voice inside that is grappling with them to do the right thing?

There is a certain strength and conviction that one must learn and endeavour to remain upon before certain character traits become normal, become natural.

When you asked Allah for a strong child and He blessed you with a weak one, know that there is a journey that you both have to embark upon, Lessons that you need to teach and trials that you will both have to undergo.

When you asked Allah for a clever child and He blessed you with one that needs additional help along the way then realise that both of you have a journey to undertake, Lessons that you need to learn and a world and way of learning that your child will discover, through you.

When you asked Allah for a truthful child and your child blessed you with a child that adds a bit more detail than required, learn that there are ways of doing things that need to change, methods of teaching that need to be revised, examples that need to be set.

There are countless examples of you wanting one thing and Allah blessing you with the complete opposite or with something you never imagined entirely.

Do know that whatever you asked Allah for to be manifest in your child and He does not bless you with an immediate response, that there are things within you that Allah has not yet completed and He has blessed you with what will take you both where He wants you, but you have to put in the work, you have to show Him the want and you need to ask Him endlessly to show you the way. For both of you.

Do not blame yourself but look, search, delve deep and don’t stop. He loves that child for you, He wants you to work, learn and discover and He will make the struggle a worthy one. For you both.

Ask, and don’t stop asking, for whatever you want in your child, He knows why you need to ask and He knows just what is right to help you get it.

Nurturing a heart, mind and consciousness that you do not know is not easy work. Put in the effort and you will get there.


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Posted by on March 7, 2017 in Uncategorized


When the sky is blue

When the sky is blue and the leafless trees look like shadows,

when the birds are cawing silently and the world is floating adrift.

As dawn is breaking,

The slumber of the night is slowly waning,

The footsteps of a new day are approaching,

Another beautiful morning.

Through the darkness, the light is overtaking.

Despite new life approaching,

Somewhere deep deep inside is reminded,

That only god knows the number of lives that have not risen.

While slowly rising and realising,

Before the regret that this moment right now is again ending,

The wondering begins,

The day begins,

Events planned with no assurance,

Everyone assuming the end is far,

So far away that the possibility of it not happening seems,


Time so invisible, unable to be touched or felt,

An ending wait, an ending awaits, when? who? how?

As the dusk over takes and the light withers, all rolling into one, whiling away, unnoticed by the drum of life that has become so automatic, rising then lying, waking then sleeping, wellness then illness and youth into old age, the line we all walk upon, single file.

Darkness falls,

All to begin again,

When the sky is blue,

Anew for some, repeating for some, the end for some.

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Posted by on January 17, 2017 in Uncategorized


Mini reflections: 8

Mini reflections: 8

Ramadan day 25. 2016

Not many words, Nothing to write,

Something is whispering,

Deep down inside,

Worthless me,

Undeserving self,

Trying to stop the bad thoughts,

Bubbling strongly inside.

Ya Allah, A servant like me is asking you, mighty Lord, to grant me something I know I do not deserve for I have no worth, but you can do anything. It is so easy for you.

It is hard for me,

As much as I try,

I try to be your servant,

Yet life drags me and slows all of my strides.

Ya Allah please, and I mean it,

Even though it is from someone like me,

Please I implore you,

grant me this one thing;

If I do not witness the night of decree,

Despite all of my efforts please write it for me,

Please do reward me as though I was a witness to it,

For if sleep over took me,

Then it did see me,

Reward me with like measure,

Even beyond,

For you this is easy,

I await uneasily,

I ask you sincerely,

In anticipation of your reply.

From a servant like me.


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Posted by on June 30, 2016 in Uncategorized


Mini reflections: 6

Mini reflections: 6

Ramadan day 7, 2016

Reading, is all I am doing, trying to internalise, feel and understand this, this perfect gift to mankind, not just for me but for all of us, no matter where we are from or what we are like.

To us, all of us, it speaks, it directs, it warns.

For the silent, subdued, quiet, introvert, for the unsure, insecure, pondering thinker, small talker, for the loud, forceful, opinionated want to know it all thinks he knows it all but doesn’t know it all, know it all.

To us, all of us, it speaks, it directs, it warns.

We can all learn with hearts open, minds free from all that we think we know, we claim to know. If we could just read. Read more than what is on the page but connect and reflect, ponder at all the wonder.

To us, all of us, it speaks, it directs, it warns.

Really, the only miracle I need is to just get it, at the snap of a finger, yes, open my eyes and know that in my heart I just get it and that you can too, we all can, if we allow it to penetrate and let ourselves go to a place that which we have never let our hearts believe exists.

To us, all of us, it speaks, it directs, it warns.

This gift, a perfect gift, the true gift, the one thing that will never leave us, instead it will guide us, help us, teach us how to live and be free, truly free for our souls to  journey happily contented to our maker.

Al-Quran, Al-Kareem, to us, all of us, it speaks, it directs, it warns.

Now listen, stop hiding and go seek!

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Posted by on June 12, 2016 in Uncategorized


Mini reflections: 5

Mini reflections: 5

Ramadan day 5, 2016

Repentance is like the rain as it falls, when one seeks it, it can gently wash away the dirt, slowly peeling away the unwanted layers of regrets and if only’s.

It can be gentle and peaceful, falling softly, kindly renewing it’s seeker, granting an internal pounding of hope, an uplifting sensation, like words floating up and away from the writer, the writer fondly gazing happily whilst letting their words go.

Thunder and lightning, loud and  frightening, repentance. Forced on bended knee, chest heaving, heart beating, tears streaming, sobs screaming, nobody is hearing, all alone, it’s just me.

Like tearing each word off the page, then reappearing, etching deeper, making it harder to reach. Oh please god just get rid of it!

A desperate servant with nothing but my own sinful deeds, I bow down in shame and put in my own heartfelt plea, maybe an angel will write down the words on my invisible sheet.

It is as though I am searching all the seas, deep down and beneath I am praying you hear me.


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Posted by on June 10, 2016 in Uncategorized