What I Feel Like Saying ..

The world is so busy chasing.  Everybody is so busy running, grabbing, trampling, manoeuvring, teaching, blaming, justifying, loathing, hating, gloating, showing…but the list is too long.  Status updates, articles, blogs and instagrams — keyboard warriors are just too thrilled to jump the gun.  As the saying goes…misery loves company.  How did we become a society so filled with hate and malicious intentions?  Do we hate ourselves so much that we have to make everybody else unhappy?

I’m almost sorry that I tried to keep up with updates today.  My heart is so heavy.  Then I received a beautiful posting of a baby boy who cannot stop smiling and a message from a friend with a beautiful heart that she is hurting.  I found out that a lost family member is found and a daughter who buried her mother has found peace.  I watched a bombed mother give birth to a stillborn, but through the medical relentless efforts got him breathing after 20-minutes. I read about my friend scouring through books and achieving her dreams.  Just then, I remembered why we must stay close to people we care, read and stay in touch, even if it’s only on postings and even when we are stretched apart from each other.

I feel that God works through us and each stories, updates, rantings and sharing will give us the opportunity to do good.  It is a gift.  What will you do with it?

I took a step back and allowed my emotions to settle.  When I came through I decided to spread love.  I took on my vision board and looked at my words of “free”, “peace”, “abundance” and “Islam”.  I closed my eyes and embraced my brothers and my sisters…took another step back and truly took the time to see.  

Once quiet descended and I felt whole - I said a prayer.  MashaAllah, the experience is complete.  May Allah continuously show His Mercy by guiding us in silence into his mysteries.  Feeling His presence is simply overwhelming. I am indeed blessed.  

What I feel like saying is ... thank you for the opportunity.

May Allah s.w.t Forgive and Bless us all. 

#free

#peace

#abundance

#Islam

#iammuslim

Bitter Sweet

"Parting is such bitter sweet sorrow that I should say good-night until it be 'morrow."

                                                                                                                     - Shakespeare 

I have bid many farewells in my lifetime.  Each time, it takes a piece of me and the void is never filled. 

I'm sure we all have experience death at one time or another and it takes a while to deal with loss.  Most times we don’t know how to feel, what to say nor what to do.  I usually withdraw and stay silent -- not my best trait.  I find it hardest to reach out to those most loved and those who lost the most.  

I miss my friend Paris, I miss my aunts Along and Mak Yang,  Uncle Hussein and I still see my grandfather in the hallways of Gombak — anticipating his routine walk after dinner. I still feel tremendous lost of never staying in touch with a college friend, Ozrin, who’s passing was only known years after she left.

My upbringing, however, taught me to stay steadfast and patient, for life is for the living and that all will come to pass.  I also have faith that we will meet again, as I believe that living is forever while life is temporary.

Still, recently I lost a mentor.  To soon, perhaps…but I looked up to him and wanted to learn more.  He was a giver and so sincere in his intentions, that even in the fleeting moment of knowing the good man, he has left a great impact.  I don’t know him personally but I truly felt the loss and it pains me.  So much good is needed and one is gone too soon.

Now I reflect on his stories when I experienced his genuine desire to share.  I can feel his energy lingers and I as I write, I am in disbelieve that it was only a week ago that I absorbed a good amount of knowledge in a session he gave so willingly. Yet, as I look at recent pictures, I understand that it was all planned.  I made the most shifts in the few shared moments and in every genuine answers he gave me at every question I posed.  

He told us to share whatever we took from him to at least 6 other people.  I acknowledge the privilege and I thank you, Mr Bellum Tan.

May you be rewarded with what you have given to so many…

#richdadasia

#cashflow

#bellumtan

#moneyandyou

Mr Bellum Tan sharing his stories

Dinner the night before our learning