Just Five Minutes

Right now, I would really love to have such a holiday from reality. I don’t need 24 hours; five minutes will do. Five, little minutes to be able to speak my mind, witness the honest reaction, and then instigate some selective memory loss, without resorting to a swift application of a heavy, hardback Physiology textbook, to the back of the skull. What a relief it would be to have such knowledge, even if the reaction that I received was not what I had hoped for; surely, just to know, would be enough?

A Western Islamic Renaissance?

After thinking about the state of affairs in our Western umma, there’s definitely a need for the creative folks to get in positions of power and take over. As the years pass and Muslims deal with the challenges of being Muslim in post 9-11 society, I can see us coming together as a community irrespective of class, race, and gender. It’s not going to be an easy road as we all have our own monster-sized nafs to insure that it will be difficult but that sweet day will come. It’s just a matter of getting there and being patient.

Why my blog was so open

Make a Choice – Coffee or Mug?

Life as a Muslim

Mothers and Trees blowing in spring’s breeze