When will our consciences grow so tender that we will act to prevent human misery rather than avenge it?
~ Eleanor Roosevelt
O Marvel! a garden amidst the flames.
My heart has become capable of every form:
it is a pasture for gazelles and a convent for Christian monks,
and a temple for idols and the pilgrim’s Ka’ba,
and the tables of the Torah and the book of the Qur’an.
I follow the religion of Love: whatever way Love’s camels take,
that is my religion and my faith. ~ Shaykh Ibn al-‘Arabi
A series of protests over the next few days will demand the arrest of the head cleric of Islamabad’s Lal Masjid and condemn the Takfiri thinking that has killed innocents in Paris, Peshawar and beyond. My article in Scroll.in, slightly updated below:
By Beena Sarwar
January 10 marks the second death anniversary of the smiling human rights activist Irfan “Khudi” Ali.
The recently married 33-year old was eating dinner at home in Quetta on that day in 2013 when a suicide bomber blew himself up at a snooker club, killing 11. Ali rushed to help the injured and died when a second, more powerful bomb went off nearby minutes later, killing at least 86.
Both blasts targeted the Hazara Shia community of which Ali was a prominent member. He had in fact moved to Islamabad two years earlier due…
View original post 957 more words
I have found, yes, I have found the wealth of the Divine Name’s gem.
My true guru gave me a priceless thing.
With his grace, I accepted it.
I found the capital of my several births;
I have lost the whole rest of the world.
No one can spend it, no one can steal it.
Day by day it increases one and a quarter times.
On the boat of truth, the boatman was my true guru.
I came across the ocean of existence.
Mira’s Lord is the Mountain-Holder,
the suave lover, of whom I merrily, merrily sing.
Musings of a Once Displaced Woman
Become more quotable, connected, and collaborative
Personal Defense ~ Martial Arts
" Your body is your temple"
The Complete Poems of Li Shangyin Interpreted into English by Mark Obama Ndesandjo
we were born naked onto the page of existence; with nothing but the pen of our soul to write ourselves into eternal ecstasy ~ DreamingBear Baraka Kanaan
Stoic Resilience Blog
an evolving guide to practical Stoicism for the 21st century
A calling from God
LGBT Writer, Yoga Teacher, Esoteric Christian
This,that and the other straight from my heart💙
I Life Hard
Words from a Modern-Day Warrior
PMVA Conflict and Restraint Training
Bodyguards, Terrorism Awareness, Kidnap & Ransom, Tactical Training & Travel Security Services in US, Europe, Africa & Middle East
Born & Bred Real Estate Agent
Written by people in recovery for people in recovery