– “Close some doors today. Not because of pride, incapacity or arrogance, but simply because they lead you nowhere.”
– “It’s hard to draw the line between not hurting people’s feelings and standing up for what we believe. But we must draw this line.”
– “How to kill procrastination: understanding that discipline is not slavery.”
– “A happy society must be created by people themselves, not through prayer alone, but by taking action.”
– “Let the waters settle; you will see stars & moon mirrored in your being.”
– “Love is a symbol of eternity. It wipes out all sense of time, destroying all memory of a beginning and all fear of an end..”
Most of you are not aware, but I started fasting last Friday, 7-20-2012, for the month of Ramadan. What can I say? It is better than I expected and not as hard as I assumed
I have never fasted. So I guess that makes me a fast-virgin. haha! Is that inappropriate? Anyhow, my intentions were to complete three to five days of fasting, even though Ramadan’s done for a month. But after the first three days went by, I knew I had to keep going. I wasn’t going to limit myself. I’m not Muslim, but I really want/need to experience this. I went to a Mosque for the first time that Friday to break fast with my soul brothers. One of my closest ones told me I had to wear a head scarf. (I won’t deny that I felt inclined to reject the idea of attending because I felt like I shouldn’t have to.) But I put my pride and ignorance aside and agreed. I must say I look rather charming in a hijab! 🙂
At that Mosque, the food was DELICIOUS. The first night we had brown rice, roti and some sweet mango thing, salad, and some kind of meat. I didn’t eat the meat, although it looked quite appetizing. The second night there was a curry rice with veggies, noodles with veggies, salad and chicken. Again, I didn’t have the chicken.
My overall diet after breaking fast has consisted of natural veggie and fruit juices, cereal with nuts and fruits and hemp powder with almond milk, grilled veggie pizza, freshly ground peanut butter and raspberry jam sandwiches on french mini baguettes or multi-grain ciabatta rolls, wheat crackers and tomato basil hummus, fruits and salads. Oh, and of course WATER and tea!
So, back to the title of my post. I have been constantly flowing with energy since I began Ramadan. And I know we are made of energy, so of course its only natural. But I mean, I am very well aware of it. I feel it in my veins, through my chest, under my skin. It’s such a great, satisfying and healing feeling. I’d say it’s indescribable, but AMAZING! I feel refreshed, light, happy, ecstatic, lively, more positive… I could go on.
I wondered, what has been sustaining me during the fifteen hours of absolutely no consumption, and I only have one answer: GOD. I pray and meditate every chance I get. I’ve disconnected from every social site (except you guys), I have not watched TV, listened to music, socialized (unless I’m at the Mosque or other healing group gathering (Reiki circles, for example), nor have I felt the need for these things.
I feel stupendous, fantastically amazing and overall filled with peace.
So, last night I decided to treat myself because I am truly proud at how much I am achieving and how disciplined I have been. I don’t have a sweet tooth, but every now and then I crave for a scrumptious delicacy of some sort. This is the Ultimate Pecan Cinnamon Roll from The Fresh Market, about 18 miles from home.
But I only had this much!
Overall, I feel like I have more clarity, more energy, more joy and peace. I will definitely be doing this every year. It’s been the best decision I’ve made in 2012 so far. I truly and wholeheartedly recommend this to any and every one, religious or not, spiritual or not.
Ain’t it ironic how in a post about fasting there seems to be so much food? I do get thirsty, but honestly, I have not been starving. I truly feel great, and God alone has been sustaining me.
This is my beginning
For I’ve chosen the end.
No longer trailing along,
Lost in a desire that weakens my soul,
I now walk barefoot.
I confidently sat on a pedestal
Almost engraved with my name,
But as quickly as I was elevated
Tumbling down I came –
I was now on the backburner.
See last night I prayed.
Leaving behind what once held me high,
Shedding the layers that eventually
Dragged me down,
I just prayed.
My plea was answered before I even began.
Yet there I prayed – seeking reassurance.
Going back in time,
I realized I was driving past exit signs
Time after time, disguised in numbers –
Each representing the many occasions
I wished to retract on my journey
And many of my regretted actions.
But God spoke to me,
Forgave me for the guilt I carried in the backseat,
Buried with accessories necessary for one’s travels.
This expedition had an expiration date
From the moment I agreed to ride.
But this is my beginning.
And I smile because now I just drive –
Drive on a freeway at a comfortable speed
Hair blowing in the wind,
Sun kissing my skin…