Alfiya

Joined January 2022

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Love words and their origin. Like poetry. Rumi is my favorite.

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Praise and prayers
I praise the Lord and all his glory Praise in my prayers, behold the story I was shackled and shaken Bullied and broken Removed and discarded
By Alfiyaabout a year ago in Poets
Gently does it
Gently with care, place me softly down Gentle with air, blow your Spirit on my crown Gentle with pain, open my heart with your nimble touch
By Alfiyaabout a year ago in Poets
Potential
Being is a word I have recently come to understand and appreciate. It is underused and overlooked in today's world. I observe how people cope with situations which makes them feel insecure or stressed. Quite often one of the first qualities to drop which causes a change in demeanor is kindness. Alongside this, inclusivity is no longer a priority either as the act of unkindness has already suggested that the person has intended to work the issue out on their own. I know this to be true because I have experienced this more times than necessary.
By Alfiyaabout a year ago in Humans
A Teacher's Gift
Dear Mrs McCallum, I am grateful for the year I had with you when I was 12 years old. It was a time when I was hitting my pubescent years. My awkwardness and body growth were surpassing my ability to remain hidden and go undetected. I was becoming conscious and embarrassed with my growing bosom, my pimples were sprouting, my clothes were not cool enough, and my ability to interact with males except for my brothers was cringe worthy. My inherent tom boyish nature was beginning to be questioned mentally as my girlfriends started to shift a large amount of their time and energy onto appearances and boys.
By Alfiyaabout a year ago in Education
Unstoppable
Love comes and it grows It surrounds me and flows It swirls up and down Around and around It twirls and unfurls As a dervish whirls
By Alfiyaabout a year ago in Poets
Quit complaining
I hear you and listen to you complain Your life is insane There is nothing to gain You beg and you plea To die or be free
By Alfiyaabout a year ago in Poets
Cosmic Gratitude
Thank you night Thank you light You shine bright Sing my heart aflight Set the fire alight In grace Without a face It shone ablaze
By Alfiyaabout a year ago in Poets
Farewell to fear, Hello to love
Different teachings try to express the fear vs love dilemma as best they can but sometimes it is the perceiver who mistakenly uses the ego to integrate this truth into their own life. Therefore, knowledge now becomes a spiritual weapon rather than something which can be used to attain peace and joy. This has happened in my own life on many occasions when I have sought knowledge yet I have not fully accepted the truth of who I am. Many times when I have been displeased with someone I have thought, 'Gee, what an ego!' Yet the actual perception of the ego is the indication that something is amiss here.
By Alfiyaabout a year ago in Humans
I rest because I can
In the last few years, self care and self love took a gradual nosedive and I began to experience burnout. I will give you a background story as to why things began to fall apart and why this year is largely focused on the need to consistently practice self care. Methods of self care vary among people's preferences and the ones I use have always been in my life but I let them slip, along with my sanity.
By Alfiyaabout a year ago in Motivation