Life isn’t just happening. The way life is happening for us is because of us.
That can be a hard pill to swallow for those who believe they always draw the short straw; that the world is against them and that life is just so damn hard.
But it doesn’t have to be that way. Not once you understand that there are laws at play in the universe that are always working with us — we just need to first become fully aware of them, so we know how to work in harmony with them, too.
Let me explain.
In the same way that there are natural laws such as gravity that keep the universe in physical order, there are also 7 Universal Laws or Principles which govern this entire universe, that have been written about and taught for over 5,000 years in many mystical teachings — from those in Ancient Egypt through to Ancient Greece and Ancient India. In this article, I’ll mainly be referring to definitions from The Kybalion which was first published in 1908 and is based on Ancient Hermetic teachings. …
Feeling a lot of stuff today, and therefore reflecting deeply on these words.
We enter this world free. Truly free. The ultimate goal is to leave this world as free as we arrived.
But somehow, along the way, we accumulate so much baggage. So many attachments. To people. To things. To situations. To titles, status and more.
What we fail to recognise, time and time again, is that none of this ‘stuff’ actually belongs to us. We don’t own anyone or anything. NOTHING belongs to us.
Just like all of the peacemakers throughout history, and all of the enlightened beings that tread this earth today, we must learn to not form attachments to anything. Whether we recognise those things as ‘good’ or as ‘bad’, it is to not be attached to them in any way whatsoever. …
I’m seeing so much sadness in so many people, in places I didn’t even see it before. It’s like, everyone is carrying so much on them, inside them, on top of them and I wish I could do all I can do to take that sadness away.
It’s funny though — so many aren’t even aware of their sadness because they don’t even know it’s sadness in the first place. …
(This article was written in 2015 — definitely pre-COVID!)
There is so much noise all around me. The children are playing and a loud giggle bursts through the air every few moments; the teenage boys are sat in their spot talking amongst each other, some of them clearly attempting to make their voices sound deeper than they actually are; then there’s the rest of them, scattered across the crowded room — some sitting knee-to-knee on the sofa, others sitting knee-to-knee on the floor — and every single person is talking (some louder and more obviously than others, I must say).
This is my family, the group of people that God assigned to look after me until I was old enough to fend for myself. …
What I’m learning is that it is okay to let people go from your life. Sometimes it’s better to say nothing, but sometimes it is okay to let someone know how they’ve made you feel.
I am learning that it is okay to unshackle your chains leaving you clamped to toxicity and negativity, no matter how much those chains try to disguise themselves as love.
It is okay to unshed the layers and layers and layers of comfortable conditioning, even if the unshedding leaves you cold and naked and broken. …
Mauritian sunshine streamed in through the open kitchen windows, warming my body. Yet I still felt cold.
I sat at the wooden table in the vast kitchen that was way too big for me, yet too small to house the blanket of darkness that enveloped me, and I looked down into my bowl of oats, yoghurt and fresh mango from the tree just outside my window, and once again, I sighed.
I was surrounded by so much beauty and so much joy. Yet everything just felt so heavy.
Here I was, a new mum again for the second time in a new country that I still couldn’t call home 6 months later. My boobs hurt from breastfeeding. I was tired from breastfeeding. And I was hurt and tired from feeling so alone and so exhausted all the goddamn time. …
Healing is a messy, ugly, brutal process.
It’ll have you breaking down into heart-wrenching sobs while walking down the street; spluttering into your hazelnut latte as other coffee drinkers around you laugh excitedly at the prospects of the new year; it’ll have you feeling alone and lost and broken, in a way you’ve never felt alone and lost and broken before.
There will be darkness. …
As a human race, we are often fearful of what we don’t understand.
Growing up in a Pakistani Muslim household in Britain where my family was completely torn between two cultures, religion was taught to me through the lens of fear. Everything was wrong. It seemed at times, that living was wrong.
It wasn’t until my own spiritual awakening at the age of 22, where I found God for myself (or, more-so, He found me) and I began to understand that God was Love. …
There is no coincidence on who the Universe brings into your life. Or back into your life, as is the case here.
Madiha Sosan and I go years back. We both went to high school together here in the UK, were pretty solid MSN Messenger buddies for a couple of years (remember that!) and our fathers passed away when we were both aged 14, just months apart.
After high school, we lost touch apart from being on each other’s Facebook and Twitter accounts. …
I just finished watching the original three Karate Kid films with my husband — one a night on our weekly date-nights at home.
The films majorly influenced his life growing up, instilling in him a love for martial arts and finding peace and balance on a spiritual path. I, on the other hand, remember watching the first one as a child, but that was really about it.
Something about the character of Mr Miyagi left a lasting impression, however, and I guess there is no coincidence that all these years later, having now been on my own intense spiritual journey for almost a decade, that I found him again in adulthood. …