Infinite Ink

A bundle of thoughts in ribbons and bows

Whatever way you slice it, if you don't act upon what you learn, you don't get anywhere. I have been sidestepping my way around "action" for the longest while. I need to pull myself up and walk forward.

Easier said than done. We all have different challenges in life, and one thing or another always crops up that leaves the situation far from perfect. I tell myself, if I keep waiting for the perfect time to act, I never will.

Watching and waiting. Watching life pass by and waiting for that elusive spark, that motivation, that burst of energy that propels me forward. It isn't coming. Three cups of tea later, I feel awake enough. I step forward, I stumble, I fall back. I am sick and tired of this three-step shuffle: one step forward and two steps back. Back and forth, back and forth. My dreams light the horizon, but it seems to be taking forever to get there.

One way or another, even if it's with the same slow shuffle that frustrates me daily, I will get there. It won't be a public triumph with confetti and fanfare. It will be a personal, private victory: the day I master myself and remain consistent upon that. Maybe I will fall back again. Allah knows. But I will keep trying until the day I die.

Ramadan approaches in a few months. I feel optimistic. I feel hopeful. I feel that I may actually be able to attract the mercy of Allah in the holy month. I hope and pray that Allah enables me to pass a fruitful Ramadan. Truly, without His help, we are nothing.

Patience and prayer. Patience and prayer. Yet, with the emphasis on action, even after we pile up all our actions, we must bind them together with noble intentions. Allah knows how weak we are. It is His grace and mercy that renders our flawed struggles acceptable in front of Him.

I leave you with this bundle of thoughts all wrapped up in ribbons and bows. Why don't you leave me a bundle of yours?