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This world is not where the intoxication began. It started elsewhere, long before I opened my eyes in this human form. My longing, my desires, my confusion, they are not new. They did not originate in this lifetime. They are echoes of something older, deeper.

I have been drunk before, on love, on wisdom, on illusions, and now I stumble through this reality, still intoxicated, still searching. The “tavern” is not a physical place, it is the space between lifetimes, the dimension where souls drink from the cup of forgetting before they enter this world. That sip made me forget who I was before. But deep inside, I remember.

There will be a moment when the fog lifts, when the illusions shatter like glass, when I finally return to where I was before I fell into this earthly dream. That moment may come in enlightenment, when I awaken fully to the truth, or it may come in death, when I shed this temporary body and see with clear, timeless eyes.

Sober does not mean empty. It means AWARE. It means I will no longer be swayed by fleeting desires, no longer be fooled by the illusions of separation. I will remember that I am, and have always been, whole.

A bird, born to ride the wind, trapped in a cage too small for its wings. That is what it feels like to be here, in this world that tries to tame me, shape me, tell me who to be.

I know I am from another place, another realm, another vibration, another way of being. This world feels foreign, with its rules, its limitations, its expectations. I look around and see others who do not seem to question their captivity. But I do. Because I remember the sky. I remember what it feels like to be weightless, untamed, free.

This is not forever. The moment will come when I leave this cage behind and return to the vastness I once knew. Maybe it will be when I break free from the illusions of this world. Maybe it will be when my soul departs from this body. Either way, I will not stay confined.

A bird can sit in a cage for a lifetime, but it never forgets how to fly.

Who am I, really? Am I the one speaking, or the one listening? Am I this body, this name, this identity? Or am I something deeper, something without boundaries?

There is a presence inside me that is older than my thoughts, wiser than my words. It speaks through me, but it is not only me. Sometimes I hear it whisper in moments of stillness, in dreams, in sudden knowing. It is the part of me that was never born and will never die.

Perhaps Rumi is saying: The voice you call yours is not just yours. It is the voice of the universe speaking through you. And if that is true, then maybe I am not a prisoner at all. Maybe I am the sky itself, pretending, for a little while, to be a bird. 🤍

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This whole retreat changed my life man. As if i met my soulfamily. Its soooo crazy.

SubhanAllah.

Forever grateful.

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Stop dwelling in this fear based energy. It is a low vibration that keeps you small. Fear of God doesn’t mean you have to fear him like He is this being waiting for you to make a mistake so that he can punish you.

GOD IS LOVE!

Everything he asks you to do is for your own benefit, He doesn’t need your actions.

Your fear is rooted in programmings and limiting beliefs. Remove them and watch yourself thrive as this fearless love-filled human being.

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Agh to be in my home country 😍🇲🇦💕🥰

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Life has been craaaaazy!!!

I have always been searching for the truth, i guess thats where im heading🤷🏽‍♀️

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You will not be mature until you have no desire or need to convey anything to anyone other than Allah.

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Nothing that happens in your life is random. Everything is planned by the Best of Planners. Every failure, every closed door, every stumbling block, every success, every disappointment has all helped make you into who you are today. Alhamdulillah for all the feelings, every emotion, Allah knows and Allah has absolutely best plan for you.

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‎Ibn al-Qayyim رحمه الله said:

‎"If you knew the true value of yourself, you would never allow yourself to be humiliated by committing sins.

‎● [كتاب الفوائد صفحة ١١٨]

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Al hamdullilah for today ❤️

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Roodkapje

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I saw this today and I thought I’d share.

God speaks to us through the Quran.

If you want to speak to your creator, he is there waiting for you to turn open the page.

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A Muslim woman in her home between taking care of her husband, her son, and the Book of her Lord

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يُستحال أن يردّك الله خائبًا وأنت مليء باليقين به

𝘐𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘈𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘢𝘩 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘺 𝘪𝘯 𝘏𝘪𝘮.

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‎الحياة قصيرة جداً لنسعى وراء أي شيء غير الجنة

Life is too short to chase anything other than Jannah.