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When the Dream Isn't Yours: The Importance of Knowing Yourself

I wanted to share a reflection that I believe is an important part of the self-discovery journey. One of the greatest challenges we face is learning to distinguish between what we truly want and what we have unconsciously adopted from the people around us. We are constantly influenced by our families, communities, friends, social media, and the people we admire. We hear about their dreams, goals, and aspirations, and often, without realizing it, we begin to carry those dreams as if they were our own. The challenge is that something can be good, beneficial, inspiring, and even admirable, yet still not be aligned with who you are Sometimes we find ourselves pursuing a path simply because everyone else seems excited about it. We convince ourselves that we should want it too. We tell ourselves that because it sounds meaningful, successful, or impressive, it must be the right direction. But not every path is yours to walk. This is why knowing yourself matters so deeply. When you know who yo...
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When Letting Go Feels impossible

  Newsletter 51 Soulful Serenity Community As-salamu alaykum, dear beautiful souls, Bismillah. There seems to be a lot of uncertainty in the world right now. Everywhere you look, there are conversations about rising costs, political uncertainty, conflict, instability, and all the things that could potentially go wrong. And whether we realise it or not, all of this has an impact on us. It impacts our thoughts. It impacts our emotions. It impacts the way we move through our days. And for many people, it quietly pulls them into survival mode. More worrying. More overthinking. More fear. More trying to figure everything out before it even happens. And if we're honest, many of us have been carrying that feeling for a long time. One of the things I've been reflecting on recently is how often we're told to trust Allah when things feel uncertain. And that advice is absolutely correct. We are told to have tawakkul. We are told to hand our affairs over to Allah. We are told to trust ...

Healing Does Not Mean You Won’t Get Triggered #50

   Nazia Saley View post   Newsletter 50 Soulful Serenity Community As-salamu alaykum, dear beautiful souls, Bismillah. Before I begin today's reflection, I want to pause for a moment and say Alhamdulillah. This is Newsletter Number 50. Fifty weeks of reflections, lessons, stories, healing, growth, and sharing this journey together. When I started writing these newsletters, my intention was simple: to create a space where we could pause amidst the busyness of life, reflect a little deeper, and reconnect with ourselves, with one another, and ultimately with Allah. If you've been reading from the beginning, thank you for being part of this journey. And if you've joined somewhere along the way, welcome. For those who would like to revisit any of the previous newsletters, I've included the link below. https://naziasaley.blogspot.com/ This week, I was reminded of something that I think many people on a healing journey need to hear. Healing does not mean you won't get ...

When We Stop Seeing the Human Being

   Nazia Saley View post   Newsletter 49 Soulful Serenity Community As-salamu alaykum, dear beautiful soul, Bismillah. There was a lesson that stayed with me this week. One of those lessons that seems simple on the surface, but the more you sit with it, the more it reveals about ourselves and the way we move through the world. Someone was sharing an experience they had with a homeless man, and as they spoke, it reminded me of something from my own childhood. When I was a young girl, there was a homeless man who lived close to where we stayed. Like most children, I saw what was obvious. I saw someone who had no home, no possessions, no visible signs of success. I saw what everyone else saw. But then, one day, I heard his story. I learned that there was a life before this. There was a family. There were dreams. There were circumstances. There was loss. There was pain. And suddenly, he was no longer "the homeless man." He was a human being. A soul. Someone's son, someone...