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Friday, 2 September 2016

Fear (sermon for El-Tawhid Juma Circle, 2016.09.02.)


Fear
Pre-Khutba Formalities
* Taslim
assalamu `alaykum wa rahmatullah
* Ta'widh
a'udhu billahi min ash-shaytani rajim
* Basmala
bismillahi rahmani rahim
* Hamd
alhamdulillahi rabbil 'alamin
* Shahada
Ash-hadu al-la ilaha illa Allah wahdahu, la sharikah lah. Wa ash-hadu anna Muhammad `abduhu wa rasuluh. (Allahumma salli `ala Muhammad wa aale Muhammad.) 
* Taqullah
ya `ibadullah, wa nafsi, itaqullah

God's peace be with you, and Divine  mercy, and Divine blessings. I seek refuge with God from the the one whose arrogance pulls us away from the truth and begin in the name of God, the Tenderly Compassionate, the Infinitely Merciful. Praise be to God, the Nourishing Sustainer of the universe. I testify that there is no deity except God, Who is One and without partner. And I testify that Muhammad is Her servant and messenger. (O God, bless Muhammad and the family of Muhammad.) O worshippers of God, and myself, maintain due reverence towards God.

I begin by acknowledging that God created humanity in and of this Earth as God's Khalifa and this land that we are on Indigenous land of the Mississaugas of New Credit First Nations.

Verse from Qur'an



Huwa al-ladhi anzal as-sakinata fi qulubi lmu'minina liyazdadu imana m^a imanihim. Wa Allahi junudu samawati wal ard. Wa kana Allahu ^aliman Hakima.

Liyudkhala al mu'minina wal mu'minati jannati ttahtiha alanharu khalidina fiha wa yukaffara ^anhum sayya'atihim. Wa kana dhalika ^inda Allahi fawzan ^athim.

It is God who sent down tranquillity into the hearts of the believers that they might have more of faith added to their faith. And to God are the hosts of the heavens and the earth. And God is Knowing, Wise. In order that God may cause the believers to enter gardens beneath which rivers flow to abide therein and remove from them their evil; and that is a grand achievement with God.
Quran, 48:4-5

Body of Khutba
It happened while I was at church that Easter morn so that I could spend time with my grandmother. We were all seated in the pews waiting for the service to begin. Then it happened. A man in the pew head of us extended his arm around his family. I gave a start.

It doesn't make sense, does it? People put their arms around their families all of the time at church. At the time that this act of love took place, however, my brain took it to mean something altogether different based on various experiences that I have had in my life. I felt mortally afraid for an eternal half-second.

Have you been afraid recently? Given circumstances lately, it isn't surprising that many have indeed been frightened. Many people have been scared of going out of the house. Others are fearful of violent encounters with law enforcement.

Fear.

Where does it come from? How does it impact us? What would happen if it magickally disappeared from our lives one day?

Out of curiosity, I looked up a brief word history for the word "fear." It comes from an older English term relating to "danger" (Oxford, location 141316) Interestingly, one of the derivations of the Arabic word for fear means "bullying" or "intimidating" (Cowan, p 306). Its opposite, "sakina," refers to the kind of tranquility that one feels in stillness or quietness (Cowan, p 488). This is also a reflection of the English word history for tranquility, in which the "qui" comes from a root meaning "still, quiet" (Harper, "tranquility").

We have been designed to react to potentially dangerous situations with fear. Brief biology lesson: The hypothalamus, a part of the brain, works with the pituitary just below the brain to cause the adrenal gland to secrete more of certain hormones when we are startled or frightened. Some of these hormones include adrenaline and cortisol. They pump blood to the muscles and fill the blood with more glucose, as well as prepare the muscles for action. (Clancy, pp 13, 99, 102, 205)

Sometimes, however, our minds works against us and interpret neutral situations as dangerous. This is particularly true of people who live with PTSD. The kind of stress leading up to PTSD leaves such an imprint on the nervous system that everyday extrenal stressors, as well as internalised trauma, result in an exaggerated response from the hypothalamus-pituitary-adrenal gland combo each time.

TW: SLAVERY, TRAFFICKING
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Ibrahim, a trafficking survivor interviewed by trafficking expert and author Kevin Bales, now lives with PTSD. He described an episode of flashbacks that he once experienced, and the sleep disturbances that he experiences. "Last Tuesday, it was a kind of slow, kind of a quiet day, and for a moment I began to doze off. When I did, all the scenes came back to my head, they were so real, and I was frightened. This is common for me. Sometimes also, I wake in the night in a panic, so afraid, shaking and sweating."
-Bales, p 164
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My own fear has come from the way that people treated me all of my life, beginning in my childhood with my stepmother. Aside from the now-apparent physical aspects of my experiences (I cringe at sudden movements), it is also noteworthy that since I was eight years old or so, I have thought that I was never good enough - that I had to earn love.

I came to fear abandonment, losing someone's love, being left behind. Now, I fear that if I do not do enough to maintain someone's love for me, that person will stop loving me and walk out of my life.

This fear has definitely impacted how I interact with others. I have been in performative relationships in which I felt as though I had to work hard to continue meriting the relationship. Of course, I do not expect the same effort from the other person in each relationship.

I still live with my fears. They continue to affect how I interact with others. Once, I became too clingy for one person's comfort; and that person did in fact walk out of my life. I mourned that loss. I grieved hard. The intensity of it lasted for some months - and then a time of less intensive grieving followed. Such is the strength of the attachments, whether that be good or bad.

It is now four years since that incident. I now barely blink at reminders at we are no longer friends. I just don't care much about it. I have managed to grow new friendships. While I don't feel secure in many of them, I have gained a new confidence with some. If we part and go our separate ways, I have a growing confidence that I can make new friends.

There was nothing to fear in losing that friend. There was nothing to fear from the churchgoer's arm. Of course, I still start and jump if someone makes an unexpected move near me.

Using self-affirmations, reminding myself of where (and when) I am, holding onto something tangible - these and other tools have helped me deal with the fear that I experience.

Imam El-Farouk Khaki often councils me when my mental health symptoms flare up. One day, when I was figuratively crying on his shoulder because of the flashbacks that I was experiencing, he told me about the Gesserit Liturgy.

"I must not fear.
"Fear is the mind-killer.
"Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration.
"I will face my fear.
"I will permit it to pass over me and through me.
"And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path.
"Where the fear has gone there will be nothing.
"Only I will remain."

What works for you? Also, how would your life be different if you were free of fear?

Mid-Khutba Formalities
* Basmalla
* Hamd
* Salawat
* Istighfar
* Taqullah

Bismillah, walhamdulillah, wassalatu wassalam `ala sayyidina Muhammad wa `ala aalihi at-tayyibina at-tahhirin. Allahumma salli `ala Muhammad wa aale Muhammad. Astaghfirullah lil mu'minina wal mu'minat, wa lil `alamin. Ya `ibadullah, wa nafsi, itaqullah.

In the name of God. Praise be to God, and blessings and peace be on our dear Prophet Muhammad, and on his cleansed and purified family. I seek forgiveness for the believers and for the whole world. O worshippers of God, and myself, maintain due reverence for God.

Second Half of Service: Invitation to Discuss

Post-Khutba Formalities
* Verse
* Hadith
* Supplication
* Verse of Taslima (with yet another Salawat)

VERSE:



Alaa! Inna awliya'i Allahi la khawfun ^alayhim wa la hum yahzanun al-ladhina amanu wa kanu yattaquna laumu al bushra fi  al hayati dunya wa fil akhirat. La tabdila likulimati Allahi dhalika uma al fawz al ^athim.

Behold! Surely the allies of God, fear will not set upon them, nor will they grieve. Those whoe believe and maintain due reverence towards God, they will have good tidings in the hereafter. There is no changing God's words. That is the grand achievement.
Quran, 10:62-64

HADITH:
"Tranquility is a breeze from Heaven. It has a face like that of a human being."
[Freedom's note: In sacred Islamic texts, "face" is often understood to mean mercy.]
(Ma'anil Akhbar, At-Tafsir al 'Ayyashi)

"Righteousness is that by which the heart gets tranquility and you get peace of mind, and the sin is that which upsets (your) heart and creates uncertainty - even if people give you rulings over rulings."
(Ad-Durrul Manthur)

SUPPLICATION:



Subhana Allahi al ^athimi a bihamdihi astaghfirul Allaha wa as'aluka min fadlih.

Glory be to God, and praise be to the Divine. I seek God's protection and I seek the benetifts of God's graciousness.

TASLIMA: Inna Allaha wa mala'ikatuhu yusalluna `alaannabi. Ya ayyuhalladhina 'amanu sallu `alayhi wa sallimu taslima. (Qur'an 33:56) Allahumma salli `ala Muhmmad wa aale Muhammad. Truly, God and his angels invoke blessings on the Prophet. O you who believe, invoke blessings on him, and complete peace. O God, bless Muhammad and the family of Muhammad.

END

WORKS CITED
Bales, Kevin. Blood and Earth: Modern Slavery, Ecocide, and the Secret to Saving the World. Spiegel & Brau, 2016, New York, NY.

Clancy, John and Andrew McVicar. Physiology and Anatomy for Nurses and Healthcare Practitioners: A Homeostatic Approach. Taylor & Francis, 2009, Boca Raton, FL.

Harper, Douglass. Online Etymological Dictionary.

Oxford Dictionary of the English Language. eds Soanes, Catherine and Angus Stevenson. Oxford University Press, New York, NY.

Quran: a combination of the translations of Yusuf, Shakir, Pickthall, and my own interpretation.

Wednesday, 23 September 2015

An Open Letter to Survivors of Abuse from Your Loving Allies

Darling Survivors,
Wherever you are, whatever your situation, you are still here. Please know that we out here know that continuing on this journey that we call life is an everyday struggle. You are so strong. You've endured what you have endured, and now you are here experiencing some kind of life. And we cannot imagine life without you, to be perfectly honest.

We are listening to you. We believe you. We affirm your experiences and lived realities. What you choose to disclose to us is real. We are honoured to carry some of your story with you. We do not need any kind of documentation or proof to demonstrate the veracity of your story. We love you and honour your lived reality and your experiences.

You have hurts - some wounds will never heal. We won't demand of you that any part of you get healed. You also have joys; frustrations; boring days; points of brilliance, light, and happiness. We are here with you, willing to share these with you if you want. Anything that you need, let us know. One or more of us will be at your side, doing everything that we can for you.

There is harshness in this world. You already know this. You've spent so much time knowing this. There is also love. Every day, people are pouring their love out into the universe. Some of it - as much as you need - is yours for the taking. We see you, we honour you, and our love is for you.

Sincerely yours,
-A Whole Bunch of Allies

Thursday, 11 June 2015

hurts

Everything hurts.
It reminds me of Texas.

(#VagueBooking)


Friday, 9 May 2014

This Mother's Day

1. Happy Mother's Day to all of the fine mothers out there. You've brightened my world and shown me the Face of God/the sunshine up above, directly as well as through the brilliance that is your children. Thank you.

2. To those of you who have loved and lost, whoever you are, whomever it is that you've loved and lost, {{{huggg}}}. *slips kleenex into your hand*

3. To all of us, a reminder, or some reminders. Don't assume. Don't assume that others have had wonderful childhoods and owe their mothers anything on this or any other day. Don't assume that someone who is childless now hasn't ever had children, or didn't want children, or did want them, or has never been pregnant. Don't assume that only people who have had miscarriages have lost children. Don't assume that all women have uteruses. And don't ask, either. Don't assume that all men don't have uteruses. And don't ask. Don't assume that those without uteruses, male or female, have never mothered a child. Don't assume that this is a Happy Day for everyone. Be ready to offer comfort, or not, as best fits the situation and the person in question. Embrace all - literally or figuratively, as best fits the situation and the person in question. Pour love into the universe, without filtering for mothers. Just pour it out there, for everyone.

Saturday, 28 December 2013

Shining the Light through the Cracks

* small clay pots, large enough for tealight or votive candles
* socks
* hammer(s)
* (super)glue
* tealight or votive candles
* lighter(s)

Place a pot inside a sock. Smash with a hammer (remembering that you will try to reconstruct it later - please don't pulverise completely). Extract the pieces, put them together, glue in place. Don't get obsessive about closing the gaps. After the glue has dried, place a candle in each pot and light it.






Note that the light shines through the brightest from those pots which are most broken.

So it is with our lives. Being crushed by painful life experiences is painful. It is excruciating. We wonder whether our souls can survive. Our bodies cry out in pain.

However, when we allow the Light into our lives, it shines through the brokenness and lights up the world around us. Seek the healing that you need and deserve. Remember, too, to turn on your Light.

idea for the post from the following:
"Cracked Pot in the Potter’s Hands"
Monica Heffner
26 November 2012
http://monicaheffner.com/cracked-pot-in-the-potters-hands

Saturday, 27 July 2013

Worthlessness as a Symptom of Depression

You consider yourself so unimportant as to not merit that your loved ones would spend their time and energy on you. You convince yourself that other people in their lives are more important to them and that they don't want you around. In the case of survivors of abuse, a chorus of cheerleaders - the ghosts of your past - chimes in, repeating in the voices of those who have tormented you their descriptions of your lack of worth: "Who would want to spend time with *you*?" "You'll just annoy them; and they won't want to be your friends, either." "Go away; no-one wants to be around you."

The pain is unbearable. It is excruciating. Your mind is just as complicit with those ghosts of your past in inflicting this psychological torture on you. And in this midst of all of this soul-rending pain, you can't reach out to others for comfort, because "no-one wants to be around you," and "you'll just annoy them," and " who would want to spend time with you?"

Worthlessness, especially when backed by a history of severe psychological trauma, is one of the more dangerous symptoms of depression out there.

Hashtags: #‎Depression‬, ‪#‎Abuse‬, ‪#‎EmotionalAbuse‬, ‪#‎PTSD‬, ‪#‎Loneliness‬, ‪#‎Suicide‬, ‪#‎Ideation‬
(A note that as of the time of this posting, I am healthy. There is nothing to worry about save my insomnia and a slight shortage of kleenex around here.)


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