Tag: foreverincomplete

  • Torturous love

    Torturous love

    And so it is…love and torture have always been stablemates. Sometimes, without warning, someone enters your life and challenges every assumption that you ever made about what’s possible. What you thought you deserved was limited to what you were capable of achieving up to that point, and maybe just a quiet desire to acquire some…

  • Keep up, if you can

    Keep up, if you can

    Like they say, love is not two people looking at each other, it’s two people looking in the same direction. What happens when the one is looking ahead, while the other is looking behind? One common failing in relationships is that while one partner views growth as the amazing things that they can achieve together,…

  • Dishonesty, the destroyer

    Dishonesty, the destroyer

    The profundity of the verse from the Qur’an that says that if you are grateful, Allah will increase you, resonates strongly through every theme of life. It is through gratitude that good is created, harm is kept at bay, and we are connected to what feeds our soul. Therefore, what destroys good must be the…

  • Dream a little dream…

    Dream a little dream…

    In a world of cynics, it’s easy to lose sight of the power that you have to turn your dreams into reality. Your efforts become more daunting when faced with an endless barrage of naysayers who only see your potential through their own fears. Sincere advisors are often driven by fear, and thus focus on…

  • Daydream your life away…

    Daydream your life away…

    Sometimes we lose ourselves to nostalgia to the point of disconnecting from the life that we have. Good memories are great, as long as it’s not a reason to take our current blessings for granted. Many of us are so fixated on the life that we once had, that we neglect the people and the…

  • Fanning our rage

    Fanning our rage

    Fear is driven by need. The moment we give up on the need, the fear subsides. Our need to be significant to those who are significant to us drives most of the fears that may fan our rage at the world. But only for as long as we still have hope that there is a…

  • That empty bench…

    That empty bench…

    The saddest scene for me has always been the abandoned park bench. It echoes with profound intensity the pervasive isolation that too many experience, but too few reveal. There is a shame that is carried upon the broken wings of abandonment that anchors us in that space between wanting to create beauty in this world,…

  • Elusive peace…

    Elusive peace…

    Peace…that elusive mist that needs to enshroud everything. Its absence creates the need to change the circumstances of our lives, so that we leave no space for nothing, needing every space to be filled with something. Some look to fill those spaces with trinkets and tokens. Others look to fill it with purposeful endeavours. But…