Reflections & Recipes

Feeding the Soul in a Noisy World  It took me a while to return. Not because I went through something big, but because I needed time away from everything. The internet started to feel silly and tasteless. We’ve seen it all, heard it all, lived it all. Nothing surprises us anymore ( and that is BAD) . Everyone looks the same, blindly imitating each other. And honestly, I got tired of it — tired of people in general. Is that some kind of mental illness, or is it just choosing myself after abandoning it for too long? Either way, I must admit it’s a long road, and I’ve only just started walking it. It does feel heavy sometimes, because you still yearn for company. But maybe there are moments when you have to learn how to do things alone. Slowly. Step by step. Easing into it. It feels selfish to write about my struggle when others may have it much harder. It feels ungrateful, like I’m ignoring all the blessings I have. But that’s not the case. Writing about this is also a reminder to...

Do You Ever Feel Watched? Do you ever feel like you’re being watched quietly, even when no one is around? Not in an obvious way—just a soft, lingering presence. As if someone is thinking of you, holding you in their mind, or observing from a distance you can’t name. It leaves you sitting there in discomfort, unsure of what slipped into the room with you. Is it something supernatural, or is the mind simply restless in silence? Sometimes, I wonder what it would feel like to have a bird’s-eye view of life—to step outside of it for a moment and just watch. Not to escape, but to observe without being pulled under by every thought and feeling. I hope this curiosity isn’t out of bounds, especially within the teachings of Islam. I’m not questioning faith, only trying to understand the way the mind works and the inner states Allah allows us to experience. That strange sensation—of watching yourself while still awake—has a name. "Dissociation". A quiet detachment from the body, fr...