A great example of our dark days…
The moon today looked really like a full moon, but I checked the calender, it is not until two days. But anyway, it was just beautiful, the sky was lightly covered with clouds, which gave the moon a radiant shine as it rose. Now it has almost cleared up, we have currently -4° C outside. Getting cold!
Oh how I miss the sun already…
The most beloved moments in Ramadan,
the quiet peace of the night hours,
my heart, left on the prayer mat
my soul, full of joy
The rising of a beautiful moon,
marking the end of these beloved days…
The sky after fajr,
bursting in the most amazing colours,
full of peace and remembrance
What are your most beloved ramadan moments? Share them on the comments, I’d love to hear…
Winter has come. Although the snow is falling already, the first weeks of winter were very dark. The sun rises at 9 am and sets down at 3 pm. So there is not much time left for sunshine. And when it shines, is really low, as you can see in this picture from last year.
Here a few shots from our walk few weeks ago, taken in november 2013 in mid-Finland.
I am so happy that we left this really dark period behind, alhamdulillah, the snow is just so white 😀 (want to see some snow pictures? pls feel free to look around in the winter category, unfortunatedly at the moment I lack of free time to make longer photographing trips, so it could take a while before I have new pictures.)
- Frosty morning walk (flirtingwithcreativity.com)
Your joy is your sorrow unmasked.
And the selfsame well from which your laughter rises was oftentimes filled with your tears.
And how else can it be?
The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.
Is not the cup that holds your wine the very cup that was burned in the potter’s oven?
And is not the lute that soothes your spirit, the very wood that was hollowed with knives?
When you are joyous, look deep into your heart and you shall find it is only that which has given you sorrow that is giving you joy.
When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.
Some of you say, “Joy is greater thar sorrow,” and others say, “Nay, sorrow is the greater.”
But I say unto you, they are inseparable.
Together they come, and when one sits, alone with you at your board, remember that the other is asleep upon your bed.
Verily you are suspended like scales between your sorrow and your joy.
Only when you are empty are you at standstill and balanced.
When the treasure-keeper lifts you to weigh his gold and his silver, needs must your joy or your sorrow rise or fall.
On Joy and Sorrow
This post, and my thoughts, are with all human beings suffering from a depression.
I can only try, but never imagine, how hard it must be, when even the simplest things become difficult, that it hurts to get out of bed.
How hard it must be, that love ones around do not recognize it as a dangerous illness and keep telling to just do it and stop whining…
But I know one thing. It does not matter how hard it is, how dark everything is, there is always light. You may not see it yet, but it is there, for the change of dark and light is the way the world goes. Without sorrow there is no joy, without pain no happiness, and without dark no light…
Finally, alhamdulillah, it’s “spring winter”! The sun is shining finally and it’s getting so high in the midday that we have almost the whole day sunshine in our appartment.
What a huge difference!
But this picture is no sunny one, this is a reminder of the dark days. All darkness must come to an end, and there is always light after it.
I have more pictures of the colored snowy branches, but this one I liked most, although you cannot see much of the colored snow. If you want to see more, just say it 🙂
The administration of Jyväskylä is spending much money on the light-installations around the city. I wonder often, who does distribute the money used, because we have a urgent need of more doctors and other really important things.
I am glad I do not have to make these decisions, because there are always people complaining, no matter which way it’s done.
It’s the most peaceful time of the day. Directly after the morning prayer, when the sky begins to turn red.
I often think that the birds are quiet before fajr, but beginn to sing their songs directly after it, has anyone the same feeling?
This is a set of images taken on different days. When the moon rises, the trees cover it unfortunatedly, and I am too tired to wait it rise higher 🙂 Can you spot the moon waning crescent behind the tree? With the moon rose two planets, I think, since they were so bright. I believe one was Venus, but the other? Allahu alem, God knows best… The crescent one is from this morning, it means Ramadan almost over 😦 The foggy picture was from yesterday, it was just so stunning colour beyond the lake.
I would love to see more pictures of the dawn! If you have taken some, please leave a comment with a link to the images…
- assalatu khairun minan naum (amatulhafeez.wordpress.com)
Morning light through the bedroom window
Slow motion dust specks swirling in the sun
I close my eyes, and I’m floating along.
Sun did you warm the face of the Prophet
The way you warm mine, and make this room glow.
Dust were you brushed from the beard of the Prophet,
Returning from Jihad so long ago.
Allah humma Salli Ala Muhammad
Ya Rabbal Alameen
Allah humma Salli Ala Muhammad
Salallahu Alayhi Wa Sallam
I love this nasheed! Here you can hear it in full…