As Spacious As In Thimble

Salam. 

I am still shocked. My close friend's father is now at better place. Al-Fatihah. 

How news of people passing away still terrifying occurence  to me, that is, an  obvious proof how unprepared I am to face mine. 

In sha Allah we will all pass away in our best iman and meet again in heaven. Our ultimate goal. 

***

I did wrong, again. Underestimating the power of doa, the power of accepting, the power of giving, the power of listening, the power of loving. Of late, I kept my mind busy with thousands of thoughts, mostly my unspoken worries. I should have pour them all in my doa, accept it as my best fate, more of giving and listening to others, being affectionate to people in my life. 

I am also learning how to detach my unpleasant feeling, like in the morning when I refuse to get up to face my day because the idea of staying at home is much more appealing, I should stop after 1 minutes of having that thought,  detach that feeling and go on with my life. 

I will try to always give me a minute to feel that unpleasant thought, and brush that away soon after. To have that feeling because I am allowing me to become human and to detach, because I don't want to wallow in my self-pity and let it consume me. This detachment is soon to be practised in other area too. 

Al-Fatihah.