Our Lord! You truly know all that we may hide in our hearts as well as all that we bring into the open, for nothing whatsoever, be it on earth or in heaven, remains hidden from Allah. {Quran, 14:38}


New Blog: "Luminosity"

Asalaam Alaikum Warahmat Allah Wabarakatu and Dear Readers to all:

Eid Mubarak to all of you. This is it for my blog...this one anyway! I got another one started, and will make public now!
It's called "Luminosity" and you can find it at:

There I've begun discussing our plans for hijrah to Madinah and inshaAllah I hope to be able to share with all of you our journey as it relates to the beauty of Islam and the luminosity of this special place. I've gone through many emotions from excitement to nervousness, but with trust in Allah no one can be despaired. Having spent a few days in Madinah 4.5 years ago I had no knowledge that plans for living there would ever become in effect. But Subhan'Allah...Allah is the Best of Planners, even when things seem scary at times. This is my test...and although censorship is widespread there, I hope that this new blog will get through it and depict a picture of radiant images in your mind of Madinah, and informative links on hijrah as it relates to Madinah or as it relates to hijrah for Allah Alone.

As I've mentioned before, utopia is not to be found here on Earth, but perhaps contenment in one's heart is the real utoptia of this world that we must try to find..and one can only do so by worshipping Allah as they should insha'Allah..

May Allah guide us all, and grant us the means of living pious lives following the footsteps of Prophet Muhammad (peace and blessings be upon him). May Allah accept these efforts from me and accept our efforts in striving for His Cause...because that is the only way Utopia will be acheived inshaAllah...

Fi'amanAllah, I leave you by the Protection of Allah...


My Hijrah Insha'Allah

Asalaam Alaikum Warahmat Allah Wabarakatu:

Lots going on around here...and anything that falls under the category of moving to another country is what's going on now. Insha'Allah my family and I- meaning husband and 4 small kids-are skipping the only home I've ever known, the US to a land in which the complete opposite is emphasized in so many ways. The ultimate "pro" is that the place God-willing we're heading to is Madinah Munawarra, the 2nd holiest city for Muslims. The ultimate "con" is leaving my dear parents whom I've been near and close to pretty much all my life...and leaving my new baby nephew, brother and sis-in law. Not to mention my daughter's hearing care services. Insha'Allah *God-willing, our lives will be different, but life should never be about life itself, it should be about making the grade that earns us increased Mercy from the Most Merciful, Ar-Rahman..leading to a placement in the Hereafter.

So in a few days insha'Allah, between all the crazy emotions of ending my life here for now, and objectively preparing for this endeavor in the luminous city of Madinah, insha'Allah, I hope to introduce to you my new place on the web depicting a hijrah to Madinah, 2007 style. From the most "powerful" country in the world to the most sincere and perhaps righteous place on Earth.

I know, some of you are probably thinking that there is no such place of perfection. That is so true, utopia only happens in Jannah/Paradise. But Allah has created beautiful virtues for every place on Earth, and the feeling I had in Madinah...and that is shared with Muslims world-wide is a beautiful virtue that can be seen by the soul for those who truly seek guideance from Allah...and that is the most special kind of beauty there is.

May Allah always guide us and protect us from the materials of this donia...

Please keep me and my family (those going insha'Allah and those staying insha'Allah) in your duaa..

and don't forget it's Dhul-Hijjah so let's all have a bit more patience (especially ME!!!)

May Allah reward you all................


Wooden Spoon

Having witnessed a debilitated man who was a professor, an author of many award-winning books, and a poet unable to utter one word; having been at the bedside of a 32 year old mother of a young boy unable to comb her hair or get a bowl of cereal ready for her child; having had the experience of changing diapers of elderly people in fear that they would lie there too long without the attention they deserve; and teaching a child how to play with a ball are experiences I am reminded of when reading this forward below. Every independent ability we are granted can be taken away...and most likely will be if we live long enough. Allah tells us in the Quran {22:5}:

"Oh mankind! If you are in doubt about the Resurrection, then verily! We have created you from dust, then from a Nutfah (mixed drops of male and female sexual discharge i.e. offspring of Adam), then from a clot (a piece of thick coagulated blood) then from a little lump of flesh, some formed and some unformed (miscarriage), that We may make clear to you (i.e. to show you Our Power and Ability to do what We will). And We cause whom We will to remain in the wombs for an appointed term, then We bring you out as infants, then give you growth that you may reach your age of full strength. And among you there is he who dies young, and among you there is he who is brought back to the miserable old age, so that he knows nothing after having known. And you see the earth barren, but when We send down rain on it, it is stirred to life, it swells and puts forth every lovely kind of growth."

That verse is the proof, and no walk into any nursing home, any hospital, any school with children who have almost any sort of disability you will see the truth of this verse, whether you are a Muslim or not. For me, perhaps this was the verse that hit my heart so deep when I could no longer make sense of being with friends in their craziness one night and the next morning going in to help these people through my first days of this profession of occupational therapy. This was a decade ago, when I could see the clarity of it, and yet today I still find deeper meaning in this verse.

So as far as parents go, well even though I am a parent of four young children alhamdulilah...I know I still don't give my parents the attention they deserve. I honor them, but I am limited in how I can serve them due to my role as a mother and wife. So I am left to make duaa for them, to supplicate to Allah to show them Mercy, grant them Forgiveness, and overlook their faults granting them increased belief, patience, and righteousness as they grow we all grow older, the best of the Hereafter. Ameen.

"And your Lord has decreed that you worship none but Him. And that you be dutiful to your parents. If one of them or both of them attain old age in your life, say not to them a word of disrespect, nor shout at them but address them in terms of honour." {Quran, 17:23}

So read this, and even though this might be an extreme example for most practicing Muslims, it is the reality of many people in this society. I hate to say this, but this is also why there are so many nursing homes too in this country. May Allah guide us and remind us of the times when it us that were dependent on our parents. So when and if the time comes that they lose their shouldn't be a matter of deciding what to do with them, but it should be a matter of something that is a given. This is the least that can be done for all the hardships they went through in raising us..and still that wouldn't count for much. Allah is the Witness.
Read this forward I just got.

A frail old man went to live with his son, daughter-in-law, and a four-year old grandson. The old man's hands trembled, his eyesight was blurred, and his step faltered. The family ate together nightly at the dinner table. But the elderly grandfather's shaky hands and failing sight made eating rather difficult. Peas rolled off his spoon onto the floor. When he grasped the glass often milk spilled on the tablecloth. The son and daughter-in-law became irritated with the mess. "We must do something about grandfather," said the son. I've had enough of his spilled milk, noisy eating, and food on the floor. So the husband and wife set a small table in the corner. There, grandfather ate alone while the rest of the family enjoyed dinner at the dinner table. Since grandfather had broken a dish or two, his food was served in a wooden bowl. Sometimes when the family glanced in grandfather's direction, he had a tear in his eye as he ate alone. Still, the only words the couple had for him were sharp admonitions when he dropped a fork or spilled food. The four-year-old watched it all in silence.
One evening before supper, the father noticed his son playing with wood scraps on the floor. He asked the child sweetly, "What are you making?" Just as sweetly, the boy responded, "Oh, I am making a little bowl for you and mama to eat your food from when I grow up." The four-year-old smiled and went back to work. The words so struck the parents that they were speechless. Then tears started to stream down their cheeks. Though no word was spoken, both knew what must be done. That evening the husband took grandfather's hand and gently led him back to the family table.
For the remainder of his days he ate every meal with the family. And for some reason, neither husband nor wife seemed to care any longer when a fork was dropped, milk spilled, or the tablecloth soiled. Children are remarkably perceptive. Their eyes ever observe, their ears ever listen, and their minds ever process the messages they absorb. If they see us patiently provide a happy home atmosphere for family members, they will imitate that attitude for the rest of their lives. The wise parent realizes that every day that building blocks are being laid for the child's future.
Let us all be wise builders and role models. Take care of yourself, ... and those you love, ... today, and everyday!


Dues of Clarity

Whatever problem, situation, stress or hardship we face...we need to know, accept, and strive to pass the one true thing about this life: it's nothing but a test. So through your tears, my heart, our beings, and the breaths we take, know that nothing is true if it's not from within. Rather than mourn the difficulty, which seems to be an obvious right, let's be reminded that it is those off-moments of life that are a stepping ground to where the door of utopia opens up. don't cry so much as to refuse the plunge, cry only to let those poisonous tremorring thoughts out. our souls will be purified if our intention is clear. Clarity arrives after the haul of effort. No matter where I am, or where you are, whoever you are, and whoever I am...Allah will test you be it you are Muslim or not. Allah is Al-Muhaymin, the who are you to deny that? and who am I not to trust?

May Allah guide us, grant us patience with trials, and firm our souls on faith so that we are of the the Hereafter, and in this struggling life. All Praise is due to Him alone. Do we pay enough dues?

"Surely, We shall continue to test you, till We know the ones who struggle hard for Allah and remain steadfast; and We will TEST you in all your affairs!" {Quran, 47:31}

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