Snow-topped roofs and cars are not what I was expecting to wake up to today. I suppose I had gotten comfortable with assuming that as the days got longer, so too would they get warmer. Alas, that is not the case on this 31st day of March. I should have known better. I will not… Continue reading Sunday thoughts: the dairy industry, Ramadan, and getting used to things.
Confidence is attractive, I've been told by Mr. Rafia several times, especially during the times when I feel particularly unconfident (don't give me that squiggly red line, Chrome! Meriam Webster says it's a word!). As soon as you reveal to others how unconfident you are, it leaves you vulnerable... and not in a good way.… Continue reading This week has been — and will most likely continue to be — a lesson in tawakkul
I've written about the "gift" of insomnia before. I feel somewhat facetious in writing this, because honestly, being awake from 2:30 to 5:30 am this morning certainly did not feel like a gift. And yet, waking up this morning and writing in my journal as openheartedly as I did this morning was something that I… Continue reading On intuition and quasi-goals
One of the things I have learned in organizing public programs is that you have to be willing to let go of your reasons for starting the project. When I discovered there was some push back against one of my core reasons for starting this particular project, I was reminded of the lesson I learned… Continue reading Anxiety and insomnia never were a good mix.
One of the most beautiful things in life is proving -- not others -- but yourself wrong. I guess you could say I've done this before, in tiny spurts, but something feels different now. Are these the post-Hajj blessings? Perhaps. It's not in spiritual matters, so I can't know for sure. Although, that doesn't mean… Continue reading Becoming whom I never thought I could be