I should be in bed, but I’m on a sugar high….

Bismillahi Rahmani Rahim

Salaam Alaikum wa Rahmatullah

Yes, as the title says, I should be in bed. A friend of the family came to visit my father-in-law and see how he’s doing, and, well, he brought cheesecake. So of course we all had to have some, even though it was eight o’clock. So I’m high on sugar and not ready to sleep yet. Plus, I have to remove two little boys from the bed before I fit in it, not an easy thing as they are all floppy when asleep and I swear they gain weight at night.

Today was a good day. The video of Saturday’s Second Life halaqah is complete and sister Ro7 (yes, that’s how she spells it, I’m not doing typonese) gave me a copy. It was only of the last half as she had some trouble recording the beginning, but mashallah wAllahu akbar, it was really excellent. I listened to my voice and though I am pretty nasal, I’m happy I don’t sound rough or scratchy. Good thing I never took up smoking…. InshAllah the next halaqah will be discussing Allah’s Divine Decree, a weighty subject that requires a lot of thought. May Allah help me to be concise and correct, Ameen.

I really feel that the Second Life work that I am doing is a starting point for long-term teaching, inshAllah. I like the virtual world and it’s a way to put myself out there without really putting myself out there. InshAllah I can continue to teach, but I have to also buckle down and keep learning, especially my Arabic. I’ve been under continual stress the last few years. Back to back to back babies, Sherif’s mom passing away and his dad’s ill health, money issues, always money issues. I feel like half my brain is missing and I’m sleepwalking through much of my life. I have to wake up for my sake. Unfortunately, Sherif is a good husband but is not a leader in terms of helping me learn or guiding me direction, so I have to do it all on my own. I’ll be calling on friends for help. I have a lot of work ahead of me if I want to fulfill my dream of being a teacher of Islam.

So much to do, only 24 hours in the day….

  • http://muslimahinprogress.blogspot.com Nancy / Noorah Haalan

    Wise words, thank you. I do try to pace myself. Of course, when you’re surrounded by little ones and other family members, work is in front of you, and the laundry pile is growing ever higher, you can get really stressed trying to figure out your priorities. But I do always make time for myself. Sometimes I ignore the laundry, grab take-out, or just lock the bathroom door. I’ve learned that a stressed out worker, wife, or mommy is no good for anyone in the household!

  • H. Maryam

    Well Nance, u certainly don’t seem ‘asleep’ in the least in all those posts u put up. Not in this blog, not on Y/A, not on Facebook. I’ve always gotten the impression u’re a woman who’s trying to fit a lot of stuff in a short space. Busy bee! I know I can’t pretend to be more experienced or busy than u, but it’ just the old advice from my favorite book. I used to read it daily in the morning as a reminder but now I no longer keep my older habit. Here it is:”Your day is like an hourglass (u know, those antique ones). And there are thousands of sand grains in the top of the hourglass. They’ll all pass slowly and evenly through the narrow neck in the middle. Nothing u or I could do would make more than one grain of sand pass through the narrow neck without impairing the hourglass. When we start in the morning, there are hundreds of tasks which we feel we have to accomplish this day, but if we don’t take them one at a time and let them pass through the day slowly and evenly (concentrating just on the task at hand), as do the grains of sand passing through the narrow neck of the hourglass, then we are bound to break our own physical or mental structure.”


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