tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19152970430138698752024-03-12T23:05:09.791-05:00Message In A Bottled CloudRealizing the greatness of all the simple things in life.S.E.Ahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05536241858721821620noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915297043013869875.post-3579660908072169682012-06-27T14:40:00.000-05:002014-01-07T13:58:53.836-06:00Dreams & Wishes
Dua: If you don't ask, then how will He answer?{photo credit: heartofdua site}
I’m not one who dreams every night in my sleep. The few that I do dream, from the moment
I realize I’m waking up, I try to grasp the quickly fading message – words,
feel, & vision – chasing after it reluctantly, knowing I have little time while being pulled forward by
the strong hands of
S.E.Ahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05536241858721821620noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915297043013869875.post-64460007468454267302012-06-11T00:41:00.000-05:002012-06-11T18:42:09.943-05:00The "Welcome" Doormat
For the past two weeks, I’ve had
the blessing of entertaining a bit of guests at our home. I stress the blessing part, which you’ll understand at the end.
I grew up in a nuclear family with not many extended relatives living in the
same city. Our closest people were
the “Uncles & Aunties” and the kids of all the family-friends of my
parents. Since very youngS.E.Ahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05536241858721821620noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915297043013869875.post-22511719913272806352012-05-19T15:40:00.000-05:002012-05-20T00:26:14.138-05:00Alhamdulillah... I'm sitting on a smile!
This isn't the moon, but its just as great!
{Photo courtesy: m.flikie.com}
Yes, today’s one of those days. You know which one…
The one where you’re feeling dragged down by the weight of all that needs to be
done in life. Where you, the
superhero/heroine sees your powers and accomplishments as just plain ordinary
or to best, just lacking. Where
that special cape – the face that S.E.Ahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05536241858721821620noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915297043013869875.post-2348660503447759862012-05-06T13:41:00.003-05:002012-05-19T15:38:57.543-05:00Sing & Dance In The Rain
"I'm singin' in the rain" Klaud Weiss{Photo courtesy Klaud Weiss}
My
husband and I had just finished coming back to bed after praying Fazr salath
and just as we were about to fall asleep, we got startled when his cellphone rang out that early in the morning. By the time he got to answering it, the caller had already
left a voice mail.
“Kkk…kaku” sobbed the male voice S.E.Ahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05536241858721821620noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915297043013869875.post-53088668761786155602012-05-01T00:00:00.000-05:002012-05-19T15:32:09.979-05:00Spring Cleaning
Making Space For Something Better
{Picture courtesy: http://files.myopera.com/hazanmakami/blog}
Our 4 month old kitten, Zumar, is terrified of the vacuum cleaner. Whenever he
sees the blue machine coming out of the closet, I don’t have enough time to
uncoil the wire and plug it in, before turning to watch Zumar run off every single time to our bedroom. And that’s where S.E.Ahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05536241858721821620noreply@blogger.com0