Dear God:
I am the daughter of Adam & Eve - peace be upon them - who sought Your refuge from Your displeasure, and forever set the path of return to the Garden for their children. They were the first of Your messengers.
I am the daughter of Mohammad - peace be upon him - who lived with integrity. He is the last of Your messengers.
So far, I have only traveled part of the Way; in between the method of the first of them, to the method of the last of them.
My reclamation is not complete, but faith is to not know. It means, to be unsure... to have hope and to have fear. Which is only a reflection of the fact that we have learned to live with the fluidity, the originality, and the ecstasy of this existence.
Allah is Beautiful, and Hu Loves Beauty!
When the primordial Question, "Am I not your Lord?" reached my perception, I remember, I had said, "Yes! And You are Beautiful! And I love You!" That became the anthem of my soul. Then I was put to sleep. Now I wake up. This is a chronicle of my awakening.
Wednesday, April 02, 2008
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