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Soul food
The physical form demands fulfilment, while the soul demands peace. Too often, we mistake the fulfilment of our physical needs to be soul food, and we neglect our soul. As this soul food grows familiar, we seek ever more creative ways to get that fulfilment leading us further into indulgence, and away from peace. Soul…
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The Iceberg Effect
Resilience is obstinacy in the face of adversity. It relates to our ability to resist being overwhelmed even when we face the storm alone. Facing storms alone is so much more fun anyway. It tests our limits of perseverance in ways that reveal our true strength, or at least it hints at what we are…
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To Leave a Legacy
I awoke this morning, looked at the sky, and felt the grey rain clouds descend through the skylight slowly dulling my senses. It was a good dulling. The kind that mutes out the noise and sets in the calm that prompts the mind to wander to spaces not often visited. This morning that space happened…
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Home
They say home is where the heart is. Given how absent most of us are, would that make us homeless? My heart always tends to yearn for something more than it has. A moment in time, an emotional connection, or a place with a specific ambiance and scent. Whenever I get nostalgic, those are typically the scenes…
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What to do…?
My first thought this evening when I had a quiet moment was that I should consolidate my two blogs. But I’m not sure. This blog (Ramblings of a Madman) is intended to be my ventlet about how I see the world, and what I think of people…most of the time it’s focused on people that…
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Question – The Distracted Ummah
eatandbeawesome answered your question: The Distracted Ummah i think the most appropriate way to approach this is to bring about a change in one’s own life, which in turn will affect those around us. I agree with you completely. The danger is trying to find a balance between this individual piety that seems to be…
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Habitual Distractions
There are times when I feel like receding into a more simpler state of life. I reminisce about times gone by when things seemed easier, and life felt less complicated. But just as soon as I start taunting myself with these selective recollections, I realise that that is all it is. Selective memories of what…
