Why is it we can never be with the one we love?
Why is it that where we find happiness we also find displeasure?
Why is it when we try to fix things we only make it worse?
Why cant we have the understanding of events?
Why do we hurt ourselves and hurt others?
Why do we have the goblet of love if we cant taste the wine of love?
Why is it that the lovers are ignored and the ignorant are loved?
The keys of the Unseen are in His possession. No one knows them but Him. He knows everything in the land and sea. No leaf falls without His knowing it. There is no seed in the darkness of the earth, and nothing moist or dry which is not in a Clear Book. (Quran: 6:59)
-Walid Abd
Thursday, December 8, 2011
Friday, February 25, 2011
A True Story From the Life of Shaykh Abd Al-Qadir Al-Jilani.
( this is in the time of Shaykh Abd-Al Qādir Al-Jilani)
A man named Abdul-Samad ibn Humam was one of the wealthiest men in Baghdad. A worldly, proud and arrogant man, he believed he owned the world and the people who worked for him. He supposed he could control them, doing with them what ever he pleased. A materialist in every sense of the word, he disliked the Shaykh profoundly and denied his miracles. He relates:
" As you know, iv never liked the Shaykh. Although I am a man I means and have all that I wish, I ws never content, happy or at peace. One Friday, as I was passing by his school, I heard the call of prayer. I said to myself, 'let's take a closer look at this man who impresses others with his so called miracles. I'll go and make my Friday prayer in his mosque.' The mosque was packed solid. I pushed myself forward in the in crowd and found a place right at the foot of the pulpit. The Shaykh started delivering his sermon and the things he said angered me. All of a sudden I had a terrible urgent need to relieve myself. There was no way out of the mosque. I was filled with horror and shame, as I was about to defecate right there and then. My anger toward the Shaykh increased. At that moment he calmly descended the steps of the pulpit and stood above me. While continuing to talk, he covered me with the skirt of his cloak. All if a sudden i found myself I a beautiful green valley where a pure brook flowed. There was no one around. I relieved myself and cleansed myself and took ablution in the brook. As I decided to make my prayer, I found myself again under the Shaykh's cloak. He lifted it from me and returned up the steps of the pulpit. I was awestruck. Not only was my belly comfortable but so was my heart. All the discontent, anger and negative feelings had been wiped out of it. After the prayer I left the mosque and walked home. On the way, I realized that I had lost the key to my safe. I went back to the mosque and look for it, but I couldn't find it anywhere. I had a hard time getting the locksmith to open my safe. The next day I had to go on a business trip. Three days out of baghdad we passed by a very beautiful valley. It was as if a force pulled us to the Side of a beautiful brook. I realized immediately that this was the place I had been and the brook where I had washed myself. I washed myself again at the same place. There I found the lost key to my safe! When I returned to Baghdad I became a follower of the shaykh." Subhanallah, this is a true story. When it comes down to religion, you need an open mind.
A man named Abdul-Samad ibn Humam was one of the wealthiest men in Baghdad. A worldly, proud and arrogant man, he believed he owned the world and the people who worked for him. He supposed he could control them, doing with them what ever he pleased. A materialist in every sense of the word, he disliked the Shaykh profoundly and denied his miracles. He relates:
" As you know, iv never liked the Shaykh. Although I am a man I means and have all that I wish, I ws never content, happy or at peace. One Friday, as I was passing by his school, I heard the call of prayer. I said to myself, 'let's take a closer look at this man who impresses others with his so called miracles. I'll go and make my Friday prayer in his mosque.' The mosque was packed solid. I pushed myself forward in the in crowd and found a place right at the foot of the pulpit. The Shaykh started delivering his sermon and the things he said angered me. All of a sudden I had a terrible urgent need to relieve myself. There was no way out of the mosque. I was filled with horror and shame, as I was about to defecate right there and then. My anger toward the Shaykh increased. At that moment he calmly descended the steps of the pulpit and stood above me. While continuing to talk, he covered me with the skirt of his cloak. All if a sudden i found myself I a beautiful green valley where a pure brook flowed. There was no one around. I relieved myself and cleansed myself and took ablution in the brook. As I decided to make my prayer, I found myself again under the Shaykh's cloak. He lifted it from me and returned up the steps of the pulpit. I was awestruck. Not only was my belly comfortable but so was my heart. All the discontent, anger and negative feelings had been wiped out of it. After the prayer I left the mosque and walked home. On the way, I realized that I had lost the key to my safe. I went back to the mosque and look for it, but I couldn't find it anywhere. I had a hard time getting the locksmith to open my safe. The next day I had to go on a business trip. Three days out of baghdad we passed by a very beautiful valley. It was as if a force pulled us to the Side of a beautiful brook. I realized immediately that this was the place I had been and the brook where I had washed myself. I washed myself again at the same place. There I found the lost key to my safe! When I returned to Baghdad I became a follower of the shaykh." Subhanallah, this is a true story. When it comes down to religion, you need an open mind.
Sunday, February 6, 2011
Full Of Compassion.
Falling in an endless abyss.
The glimer of light of hope is fading.
The darkness is overwhelming me.
Unable to see the Truth of the feeling of Love.
So I confuse it with Hate and Distrust.
Thinking every word might not be the Truth.
Realizing sometimes I wish I never met You.
But I go back on that through.
Knowing God wanted me to meet you so Inshallah(Godwilling) He can show you the light through me.
Saving you from the pain of the Hereafter.
Shaikh Abd Al-Qādir Al-Jīlānī once said that a true spiritual teacher has Compassion.
I am Full of Compassion for You.
I curse the devils that have decived you and dislike those who have hurt you.
I want to be the one you choose.
So I can help you fight through your battles, your hardships and struggles.
I'm always here for you.
Never will I turn my back on you.
Forever you can trust me no matter what happens.
I Hope on that Hour when all will be raised to be Judged by The All Mighty Judge, that we can be together.
Judged and Forgiven, living in Paradise Forever, Together with all of God's blessings on us.
-Walid Abd
The glimer of light of hope is fading.
The darkness is overwhelming me.
Unable to see the Truth of the feeling of Love.
So I confuse it with Hate and Distrust.
Thinking every word might not be the Truth.
Realizing sometimes I wish I never met You.
But I go back on that through.
Knowing God wanted me to meet you so Inshallah(Godwilling) He can show you the light through me.
Saving you from the pain of the Hereafter.
Shaikh Abd Al-Qādir Al-Jīlānī once said that a true spiritual teacher has Compassion.
I am Full of Compassion for You.
I curse the devils that have decived you and dislike those who have hurt you.
I want to be the one you choose.
So I can help you fight through your battles, your hardships and struggles.
I'm always here for you.
Never will I turn my back on you.
Forever you can trust me no matter what happens.
I Hope on that Hour when all will be raised to be Judged by The All Mighty Judge, that we can be together.
Judged and Forgiven, living in Paradise Forever, Together with all of God's blessings on us.
-Walid Abd
Saturday, February 5, 2011
THE LIGHT,THE DARKNESS AND THE UGLY.
Lost in the darkness of the abyss, you look around for the light that will lead you out.
No matter how hard you search you can not recognize the light that will lead you out.
Within your line of sight the light flashes with beauty, but the ugliness of the abyss does well to blind you from the light.
The light calls out to you, wanting to illuminate the path of love and happiness.
Two paths set in front of you, the right eminent with light and beauty, yet obscured with hardship.
The left manifested with ugliness and pain, but tender to the eye.
Your heart tells you to go to the right, but your ego tempts your gaze to the left.
Unsure what path to take, you turn back to the abyss not wanting to advance. Thinking you might find peace alone in the loneliness of the abyss.
The light flashing more brightly then ever, calling out for you wanting to hold you in the arms ofsecurity for eternity.
But your ego wants you to rush to the left, without thought of what may lay ahead, only because the surface looks like diamonds and pearls.
The paths are clear. You must clear your mind of all thoughts and open up your heart, listen, see and hear with your heart.
For the heart loves love.
-Walid Abd
No matter how hard you search you can not recognize the light that will lead you out.
Within your line of sight the light flashes with beauty, but the ugliness of the abyss does well to blind you from the light.
The light calls out to you, wanting to illuminate the path of love and happiness.
Two paths set in front of you, the right eminent with light and beauty, yet obscured with hardship.
The left manifested with ugliness and pain, but tender to the eye.
Your heart tells you to go to the right, but your ego tempts your gaze to the left.
Unsure what path to take, you turn back to the abyss not wanting to advance. Thinking you might find peace alone in the loneliness of the abyss.
The light flashing more brightly then ever, calling out for you wanting to hold you in the arms ofsecurity for eternity.
But your ego wants you to rush to the left, without thought of what may lay ahead, only because the surface looks like diamonds and pearls.
The paths are clear. You must clear your mind of all thoughts and open up your heart, listen, see and hear with your heart.
For the heart loves love.
-Walid Abd
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