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Category Archives: Sabbatical

The Pedestrian Review Of Sea Wall / A Life

Funny thing about this photo, which began before I arrived at the Wall. See wall? It’s full of life. Clever, innit? When I arrived at the theater, the lovely Natalia…

The Sexless In The City

I bet I got randomly selected! You did! How did you know? Because I’m Muslim! The Immigration officer was not as amused as I was. And this is how my…

The Woman Sacrifice

There recently was a dust-up on Twitter (the hellscape site) after a man posted some awful meme instructing that if a woman won’t be with you when you’re sleeping on…

The Old Man

I really love Ottawa’s mood this close to Fall. Cooking tonight, I thought how I forgot to tell you a story that still has me a little bit confused about…

The Two Under A Crescent Moon

That’s how they start. A blank canvas, and then a very simple outline, around which I complete my doodling. I don’t have a technique, I just create dark doodles around…

The Cycle Closing II

The sun has set on another marker date. Hurrah! As mentioned in the first part of this particular thread, there are four marker dates spanning until the 15th of September….

The PTSD

Her aesthetic is in fact my favourite. Just look at this – If I were to move into the home of one of my girlfriends, it would be Alexandra’s. That…

The Tarot Reader

I don’t believe in it, but I enjoy it when it presents, which it did tonight. I believe that the same energy courses through everything, and so there are answers…

The Planting

When you hear a Muslim describe a thing as Sunnah, what they mean is that it was the way of our Prophet (sAws) – things that he did, means by…

The Gaza Strip

These three beauties? My cousins. I think of them as chickens because I am the eldest on my mother’s side, so everyone after me is a chicken. From left to…

The Courage To Apologize

I mean. Not only is she a stunner, but she’s also the perfect date. Tonight, she got to see me pressure cook, and was PLEASANTLY surprised by what happens to…

The Instagram Man

I’m a little notorious for my t-shirt messages and couldn’t be happier about it. Also, last year I decided to stop buying magnets. I failed really well. We watched a…

The Acknowledgment Male

I spent the day by cool waters, shaded by trees full of birds. It’s a good jum3a. A few friends have asked about the first part of rose-water syrup’s Acknowledgment page….

The Cycle Closing

I haven’t been sure whether I would mark out certain dates. Upon reflection however, I recognize that it’s important for me to appreciate new beginnings and all amazing and unexpected…

The Men And The Director

There’s only two men for whom I would ever consider trekking. Jake Gyllenhaal (gee-why-double elle-eee-enn-aitch-double eh-elle. How is this hard?) because he can grow a beard like no body’s business….

The See Ya Soons

You’ve read about Natalie on a few occasions during The Sabbatical. The fella behind her is Joel, her husband, and an excellent photographer. Even the randomly captured by him are…

The Little Girl Heart

This city’s sky was a real mood tonight. One of the things I cherish most about myself is how trusting I am. I think that’s rooted in what some identify…

The Loss Of Love

You’re getting three photos of us because who doesn’t like spam? My lovely day was spent with family – momma and Ranoosh. We began by waking up at the unGodly…

The Liking Of The Face

Third photo of my head in a row. And guess what? Tomorrow there will be a fourth, only with others because it’ll be Eid. Nothing is better than natural lighting,…

The Oceanside Time Travel

I felt it would be a good idea to bookend this trip with the same sort of images. Today, though it started off quite rough, has ended in a far…

The Emotional Response

Gavin. One of the few people from work I’m interested in seeing while on The Sabbatical. I would have taken a photo of him purchasing rose-water syrup, but I forgot…

The Venice Twilight

There appears to have occurred a ripple in my timeline, since the accident. It’s as though there is a distinct break between everything before that moment, and everything since. Eons…

The Mourning

“We die,” Morrison closed her Nobel Prize address. “That may be the meaning of life. But we do language. That may be the measure of our lives.” If you’ve lived…

The Will To Destruct

The sign had the same text in Arabic, Hebrew, and also Mandarin. I wonder if the inside of the home is as colourful as its shell? I cancelled everything last…

The Death On PCH Today

I’ve always read that blood is a lot darker than we think it to be, but it wasn’t what I noticed. It was brighter. I rented a car for the…

The Shootings

I don’t know what to write other than to express that my heart goes out to every family and beloved who has lost someone. I am sorry for all of…

The Hair In My Yolk

I watched men surf today and lost track of time. Because whose the only John better than Wick? Johnny Utah, my friends. After the surfing, I discovered that in California,…

The Music

Today’s bounty, picked from the same tree as yesterday. I am still over the moon! Part  of my day was spent at the Sony Lot where I may have wandered…

The Low-Hanging Fruit

It’s not a broken toe. Most likely, it’s a Grade 1 MTP joint sprain. There’s no pain today, and the swelling has gone down; however, there is a small bruise…

The Lifeguard And My Broken Toe

I’m happiest when there’s sand in my hair. After having poke and finding fresh figs, I walked through this neighbourhood and was almost overcome with a sense of pure joy….

The California Latte

California; come for the ocean, stay for the rose lattes. This State, along with NY, and Texas are three that always feel like home to me. I’ve missed the ocean…

The Halves

Someone sent me this quote of Rumi’s earlier, and I have not been able to shake it – A thousand half-loves must be forsaken to take one whole heart home….

The Wishes

Day two, book three. This is what I have needed, and more of this in the next while inshAllah. I have been reading quite heavy literature this past while, so decided…

The Memories

But for a walk with a friend, I’ve spent my day with fresh fruit and coffee, reading to the sound of birds. Occasionally, Zidane or Jules have laid at my…

The Tunnels

This is the McCord Museum’s Urban Forest; a street off of Sherbrooke lined with ‘trees’ with leaves made of satin ribbon. Shortly after I took this photo, this woman pulled out…

The Zeds

We began with a dance party, and found ourselves bidding them bon voyage as Boy-Z drove Girl-Z to Africa (they are listening to The Continents song). With great vigor, they…

The Feelings-Based

You’ll be grateful that you never gave up on your hope to have a spiritual, loving partner. Trust your protector instinct against toxic ones and keep your heart open for…

The Shifting

Sometime over the last months, I’ve become the girl who can only fall asleep to the sound of thunderstorms, windstorms, or oceans, next to crystals, and burning oils. Lavender, preferably….

The Woman Wanting

“YoU doN’t NeEd A MAaAaAn.”*** Listen. Let’s get something straight, aside from how incredible Iranian breakfast foods are. In fact, Iranian all-the-foods. You can be whole as an individual, while…

The Leo

Another day with 100% humidity, and a temperature of 40° heat. We have all doors and windows open, and the feeling is that of a hot hairdryer throughout the house….