My Shadow days are over : )

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Ironically enough!

Standing here
Watching all those people in the shadow
Some watching a tv
others feeling so blue

Thinking of all those roads I’ve taken
and all the road i will
Raise my head and ask God
please show me the way
the stars seem shining
to a brighter day

It’s hard to be on your own
where everybody seems so gray
Yet a peaceful feeling in solitude
gives me strength for all the way

HAPPY; what is that word
that everyone is searching for?
Does it seem real to you
Does it make you smile ?
its feeling lies in the pursuit
Yet everyone seem so blue

I can’t imagine where am I
Or how can i relate
to all those feelings i feel
To every soul I’ve lost
there’s a rhyme in the goodbye
that says “Hello”

if I’m talking to my own
How does it seem that someone is hearing
and if I am so far away
how the hell that close I’m feeling!

LIFE; a four lettered word
that we live
that we breathe
that we share
is “4” a number that sums all of what we live?

Ironically enough I’m here all alone
Ironically enough I feel so whole!

11:57 pm
27-4-2012
[r]|Rim Rafei

 

 

 

Blessed Jum’aa Everyone …

A couple of days ago, i was browsing the internet where a message pops up in front of me , that says : “Meditation for 15 minutes daily has a great impact on the well-being of a person”

And the thought of our praying instantly came to my mind , that we “Muslims” actually pray 5 times a day , and in total it’s more than 15 minutes day , i mean , we can take praying as meditation , it is a kind of meditation , the kind of meditation that purify your soul , you are connecting with Allah الله ! Which for me is the basis of all the human interaction , we sometimes take praying for granted , but it’s for our beneficial .. You dont pray only because you need something from Allah , you pray because it’s the source of all your peaceful state ..

I just loved to write this post , to remind you , to remind myself that to pray is an act of love , an act of purification of the soul that sets everything straight!

Blessed Jum’aa Everyone : )

 

 

Quote of today

“It seems to me that almost all our sadnesses are moments of tension, which we feel as paralysis because we no longer hear our astonished emotions living. Because we are alone with the unfamiliar presence that has entered us; because everything we trust and are used to is for a moment taken away from us; because we stand in the midst of a transition where we cannot remain standing. That is why the sadness passes: the new presence inside us, the presence that has been added, has entered our heart, has gone into its innermost chamber and is no longer even there, – is already in our bloodstream. And we don’t know what it was. We could easily be made to believe that nothing happened, and yet we have changed, as a house that a guest has entered changes. We can’t say who has come, perhaps we will never know, but many signs indicate that the future enters us in this way in order to be transformed in us, long before it happens. And that is why it is so important to be solitary and attentive when one is sad: because the seemingly uneventful and motionless moment when our future steps into us is so much closer to life than that other loud and accidental point of time when it happens to us as if from outside. The quieter we are, the more patient and open we are in our sadnesses, the more deeply and serenely the new presence can enter us, and the more we can make it our own, the more it becomes our fate.”
― Rainer Maria Rilke

Chaotic Ordered thoughts …

Headache, thoughts running in my mind , chaotic ordered thoughts
noise .. people screaming , laughing in my head

I close my eyes to shut the world , and all of that just fade away into the present , into the future

Hope comes swirling in my mind , i hear all the children laughing , playing, the sun is setting her last rays to rest..
I could feel this cold breeze inside your heart , Can you feel it?

People running through their lives , through their destiny , through everything that seems important yet standing still..

And only you can look into their eyes , is it life?
Can you just breathe and call it a life?
or is it the way you breathe? The way you inhale troubles and exhale hope
the way you take in all the negative in the world and pour it out as kindness and a smile on your face?

You do not live alone , yet your solitude brings you shelter , the way you see beauty .. The way you smile at seeing the leaves of the tree swirling with the wind at sunset , can you see it?

This is it , this is now, and this is you , are you happy?

22-4-2012

12:30 am
[r]|Rim Rafei

A Stolen Life Book Review …

A great memoir, what she had to go through was beyond imagination ,but always   got the positive attitude , and always searching for a better Jaycee , she’s a hero , she had to lead a path she wasn’t choosing , but took it , believed in her destiny in the most amazing way.. Got love for her girls , and always lived up to hope!

It’s full of tragedy … What she went through could leave you in tears , could leave you devastated .. But the strength she’s got makes you feel amazed .. God Bless You Jaycee Lee Dugard!

Here are some of the quotes i liked :

“Sadness is part of life. Choosing to be happy and see the glass half full is a struggle we all must make.”

” I don’t believe in hate. To me it wastes too much time. People who hate waste so much of their life hating that they miss out on all the other stuff out here. I do not choose to live my life that way. What is done is done. I’m looking to the future. For the first time in a long time I get to look to the future instead of just the present. I have lived one day to the next never daring to look ahead. I never knew what was going to happen. If all my heart was filled up with hate and regrets and what ifs, then what else would it have room for? I won’t say every day has been glorious and wonderful, but even on the bad days I can still say one thing—I am free … free to be the person I want to be … free to say I have my family and now new friends … I have nothing to feel ashamed about. I am strong and want to continue writing my story …”

“Why do we allow ourselves to love when we know for a fact that, that soul will eventually leave us??? I will miss him. There are no words that offer comfort, but to not write anything at all feels wrong. Hearts become attached as easily as they become broken and our minds are left sifting through the pieces, which I fear take a lifetime to put back together to achieve any form of acceptance. I will always love him.”

“Why does it always have to be something holding us back? It’s like we have to fight for each step we take in our lives never knowing exactly where it will lead us, but fighting nonetheless!”

“Is life worth living simply because you live, or is it worth more if you make life happen? What if you have no choice in the matter? Maybe you have to make life happen whether it is good or bad; you make the choices in your life and have to live with the consequences of your choices.”

“When I imagine that future, I see myself helping families heal after traumatic situations. Families are like snowflakes: they come in many shapes and sizes and no two are the same. And like a snowflake, they are very delicate and must be protected and guarded from elements that threaten to destroy their precarious balance. When two or more snowflakes merge, they strengthen their chances of surviving in an ever-changing world. Unlike snowflakes, given the right tools, families can survive through the worst conditions.”

“. But I know I can’t heal the world. To me the best place to at least start the healing process is within our own families. Given the right tools, even a family that has been torn apart by unimaginable circumstances can learn to build a new path together.”

“Just Ask Yourself to Care (JAYC).”

I come here and imagine that this is the spot where everything I’ve lost since my childhood is washed out. I tell myself, if that were true, and I waited long enough then a tiny figure would appear on the horizon across the field and gradually get larger until I’d see it was Tommy. He’d wave. And maybe call. I don’t know if the fantasy go beyond that, I can’t let it. I remind myself I was lucky to have had any time with him at all. What I’m not sure about, is if our lives have been so different from the lives of the people we save. We all complete. Maybe none of us really understand what we’ve lived through, or feel we’ve had enough time!
-Never Let Me Go-

 

 

Only the dead don’t feel the pain …

“And at some point you realize that there are more flavors of pain than coffee. There’s the little empty pain of leaving something behind ‒ graduating, taking the next step forward, walking out of something familiar and safe into the unknown. There’s the big, whirling pain of life upending all of your plans and expectations. There’s the sharp little pains of failure, and the more obscure aches of successes that didn’t give you what you thought they would. There are the vicious, stabbing pains of hopes being torn up. The sweet little pains of finding others, giving them your love, and taking joy in their life as they grow and learn. There’s the steady pain of empathy that you shrug off so you can stand beside a wounded friend and help them bear their burdens. 

And if you are very, very lucky, there are a few blazing hot little pains you feel when you realize that you are standing in a moment of utter perfection, an instant of triumph, or happiness, or mirth which at the same time cannot possibly last ‒ and yet will remain with you for life.

Everyone is down on pain, because they forget something important about it: Pain is for the living. Only the dead don’t feel it.” 
― Jim ButcherWhite Night