I like using the word self in the third person in reference to myself because I like to think what I write has some sort of universal appeal. I could be wrong. Or simply pretentious. Regardless, I often find myself in head spaces where I feel as if I have to decide if I stay… Continue reading Moo-sings on The Self, Diversity, & Other Things That Shall Not Be (Explicitly) Named
I saw this article the other day and it filled me with such calm: During Lent, a Christian tried praying 5 times a day. While I do understand the author's concerns over the fear of blurring the lines (for e.g. can I as practicing Muslim truly practice yoga? What does it mean that my "yogi"… Continue reading An outsider’s view
The thing about getting married on Christmas is: a) As a Muslim from North America, I finally have something to celebrate. No, my family never had a tree - and I am glad my parents held firmly to their faith. Although I ain't gonna lie, I was jealous of all those kiddies who got gifts… Continue reading A Year in Review, Rafia-Style.
I'm often humbled by God bringing people into my life who truly care when I least expect it. Just this morning, when I logged onto Facebook (I'm just as surprised as you all are - sometimes Facebook does accomplish that whole "bringing people together" mantra), I was humbled by the extent of this care and… Continue reading A few thoughts on community
Okay, so obviously I did not have my first iftar last night. I've been fasting for close to two decades - and I have attended plenty of iftars in my lifetime. FYI: For my non-Muslim readers, "iftar" is the name of the meal Muslims eat after breaking their fast. But last night was the first… Continue reading My first iftar!