That Post-Hajj High

I realize the word "high" and pairing it with anything Islamic is kind of contradictory. Getting high is kind of completely antithetical to Islam. Ecstasy is no better. Maybe spiritual elevation? I don't know. It's not succinct though. And as a writer, I like my titles to be as succinct as possible. Although most of… Continue reading That Post-Hajj High

Off the Grid Again. Partially.

I have officially been off Facebook for a month. It happened in stages, of course, this social media "detox." I've never been a consistent social media consumer/user. I resisted joining for many years, and then was off for a number of years after I eventually gave in (again). But when, beginning in 2015, I had… Continue reading Off the Grid Again. Partially.

On Owning My Words and Voice

I was reluctant to share my poem with anyone or even tell people about today's poetry reading. Whenever you make an announcement about something, it always comes with expectations, either stated or unstated. I anticipate the reaction I think I am going to get. That reaction though? It's really just my inner critic. Since my… Continue reading On Owning My Words and Voice

The gift of insomnia

There has been one good thing that has come out of my insomnia this past week: being given the chance to really plume through the thoughts whirling around in my head. While the common response would be to check one's phone and endlessly scroll through one's social media feed, I no longer reach for my… Continue reading The gift of insomnia

This is the blog that never ends.

I haven't written in over two weeks and it's really bothering me. It's not that I have been exceptionally busy and therefore have had no time to write. For the past two weekends, I've sat at my laptop, written multiple posts, and then ultimately decided: nah. I really admire the bloggers who can churn out… Continue reading This is the blog that never ends.