Day 29
Wow...it's not often I use such words, if you can call them words... I guess it is but it's a recent addition to the language. No matter, I digress...
I began this at 0400, I then got into a conversation. Which kept me occupied. Again I digress.
This is, I think, the penultimate post regarding my thoughts and feelings about this month, I best make it a good one! I will look back and be able to recollect with vivid accuracy!
God I'm wordy ain't I? A gobby sunva! (That's my addition to the new text chat)
If you haven't guessed already, I'm happy, I'm chatty. I'm relaxed... I've looked inwards all month, I questioned, sought answers, question some more and found the answers and then some.
I've examined my soul under a microscope, there are things I didn't like, there are things that I compromised on, there are things I warm to!
I'm elated because the beautiful Quran was finished last night in tarawi, it sealed what has been a fantastic journey for me. 30 nights of tarawi each of 20 rakat...I've never done that. I heard every word of the Quran recited...into my ears, and etched onto my heart and soul.
The recitation of it was beautiful and I'm very very grateful for it! It is approx 60 hours of mosque time which include isha prayers and some waiting. 600 rakat of tarawi 90 Witr, 80 tahujud, and praying 5 times a day. Farz, sunnat and nafil, I think I might have missed a few sunnat and nafil out but I'm extremely happy I have achieved it. Not to mention 29 fasts and 0 missed!
I don't mean to brag but I'm just documenting what I've done. Why? This is my diary that's why!
I'm extremely grateful for the support I received from my nephews, and wider family because without their support it would have been a greater mountain to climb.
I was reminded by a friend that at the beginning I said to them I'm going to take it a day at a time. I wasn't sure I would stick to it, 18 hour long fasts, not practised for quite sometime, I prayed on laylatul Qadr too, whichever night it was because I prayed on every night...I'm ecstatic about that... I'm not singing my praises I'm reminding myself so that in future I will observe Ramadan.
There is one proviso...laylatul Qadr is the night when the almighty decides, who lives, who dies...if I die then I won't be able to fast...I hope I don't because I would like to do umra and hajj. I'd like to go to Jerusalem too. I used to make a point of praying namaz in a mosque wherever I'd be in the world, it kind of fizzled out a few trips back. I'd like to reinstate that...
Islam is alive and well in my heart!
Moving forward what now?
Well, I'm going to take it a day at a time... No pressure, just see how it goes!
The practice of non practice is not a practice I will continue to practice, moreover I will continue to practice but not preach but practice until I find the practice not practice but a part of my life just as is breathing...
(Sorry about the wordplay)
Combining practice in everyday life is the way forward for me. I have challenges, it mightn't be as easy as it turned out to be this Ramadan, and believe me it wasn't that easy. Just last night I was in real pain, my right foot, ankle and then entire leg was aching badly by the time it was fajr. A couple of cocodamol a good rest and it's better.
What more is there to add? I think I've said what I've needed I guess.
It's been a wonderful journey of rediscovery for me. I've reconnected with a side of myself that I'd neglected for quite some time, I do regret that. It's highlighted what I've been missing. There's peace, comfort and security in Islam of a sought one does not find in anything materialistic or scientifically tangible. It's a state of mind, and if your minds in a state, then it's a way to reconfigure oneself and ones priorities!
I had my priorities but maybe not in the right order! The same can be said about the majority of people, whichever faith they might be or not as the case may be! I'm playing with words again just so I don't read as droll when I read it back! I can't possibly influence your thoughts and opinion on that which I've experienced, you make of it what you think. I hope you get something positive from it. Oh by the way, I said to that friend...
"Hope is the position of the bereft or disenfranchised"
I actually think, is it really? It was a statement to provoke a reaction... What do you think?
I always hoped I'd be practising again, and with the grace of Allah SWT I have, this diary, family and friends can bear witness to that!
I'm neither bereft or disenfranchised!
It's the opposite...
"Despair is the position of the bereft and or disenfranchised"