
Mindful Living

The Male Counsel
This is my Male Counsel, one of my favourite humans in the entire world. We dated very briefly in Uni, and quickly discovered we were better friends t...
Sabbatical

The End
I couldn’t decide on which one to post, so you’re getting both. Since November 28, 2018, I have been writing daily. This is my last such e...
The Male Counsel
This is my Male Counsel, one of my favourite humans in the entire world. We dated very briefly in Uni, and quickly discovered we were better friends than more. We…
The Truth Frequency
I clearly don’t believe a fucking word of what’s being said here. It might be one of my favourite pictures ever, my friend took it because he knew what was…
The Dream Snuggler
Do you know what you want in a partner? Even if you’re married, maybe especially if you’re married, do you know what you want in a partner? It’s taken me a…
The Love Details
What you can’t really see is that the blossoms have ranunculus among them, which is my favourite flower and it’s in its proper season. What’s important is that they remembered…
The Knife Sleeper
Last night, I sat on the porch and watched four deer play on the lake beneath the full moon. I’ve lightened this photo so you can see two of them;…
The New Blood Moon
It’s in Virgo, near the South node and is the first in a couple of decades. It won’t happen again until 2048 – a full lunar eclipse meeting a Blood…
The Sacred Geometry
My first love was architecture, and it was the art to which I thought I would commit the rest of my life, but the world moved me away to things…
The Remains
Since the ce@$ef!re, I have been processing everything from late 2023. I am tired. Today is the day I have to put some of the weight down. I haven’t published…
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white of her eyes, winter landscape pupils, starless night skin bare, the desert’s incorruptible honesty and once she tugged at my eyelashes drawing this gaze to the way a woman…
The Website Wonkiness
Hi everyone. Turns out that some of you couldn’t access my site earlier today. Sorry about that; I didn’t block anyone, though I do agree with my girl Julie up…
The Exposed
A very unusual thing happened recently, which took me by surprise. Sitting with a group, I turned to someone and made the casual observation that they have not yet integrated…
The Three-Eyed Dog
Editorial note 1: The following is something I originally published on March 3, 2024 and holy fu(k everything which has transpired since, but especially 19 days later. That all aside,…
The Converts
Since publishing The Shelter of Conversion, I’ve received a surprising amount of emails asking How people convert to Islam. I’ve responded to all of them but thought it would be…
The Connect-Dot Brain
Speaking of broads… Some scientists posit that women experience life events more intensely, leading to better memory encoding, while others speculate that the neural basis of memory formation differs…
The Course
A shirt which I wear proudly reads Assata is welcome here. I learned her, Malcolm, Ali, Hooks, Morrison, and Fanon in my teenage years while looking for my identity. Love revolutionary,…
The Empathetic
This lovely art work is by Kelly Marcelle Malka and it was sent to me by a beauty of a heart who said it looked like something I might write…
The Left Behind
Who could you have become? Who could you have become but fought not to? So much time is spent celebrating our wins – what we have achieved, and what we…
The Disasters
Are you a glass half full or empty kind of person? I imagine if you’ve lived here for long enough, you must be a glass half full, or you’re hoping…
The Shadow
I spent the week tucked away in the warmth of a beloved. They have been through it. The absolute worst of it, in fact. Since before COVID, bad decision after…
The Shelter of Conversion
The Sufi tradition is focussed on developing and deepening a personal relationship with God through both self-knowledge and self-inquiry. Rumi(nation) is therefor a very natural part of existing on this…
The Unexpected
For my fiftieth, the gift of learning a new language with which I’ve always been in love – music. Oud, when I was younger, as it’s the melody of ancestors…
The Muse
3am conversation endings about what inspires me to write – several of the new pieces of late were written very differently over the course of the summer, but I needed…
The Healing One
Editorial note: This piece is a hundred different dots connected through one individual – the Healing One. I eventually mention them, near the end. I am writing to navigate and…
The Lying Du3aa
Preamble: For those new here, salaat is the Arabic word for the physically defined movements and recitations which Muslims complete five times a day, whereas du3aas are the personal asks…
The Bunker
She’s one of the closest sisters I have. Fifteen years ago when Sophia was born, I asked if she would raise her to call me Khalto which is the Arabic…
The Fiftieth
I’m fifty. Thank you for sticking around, friends, and for all of your support throughout the years. This has been my most transformative one yet. AlhamduliLaah. ————— Comments closed
The Balm
Tomorrow is the one year anniversary of the genocide, though May 15th was the 76th anniversary of the illegal occupation of my homeland, quickly turned to apartheid, annexation, settler colonialism,…
The Changing Seasons
The man who was unkind to you is not your soul mate. The man who dropped you the moment it became difficult is not your soul mate. The man who…
The Hurt
“Everything hurts,” I wrote. Since June 23rd, exactly. I have been living inside of grief, endless and without oxygen. I don’t shy away from any emotion; instead, I sit next…
The Ones Who Love
Every single thing roots back to this point: all things stem from love, or a lack thereof. For self, for lovers, for situations such as work, and friendships. I’d been…
The Heaviness
I’m still incapable of seeing anyone whose politics I’m not fully aware of. They came in from NY, en route to Nairobi. I adore M (the bright light two people…
The Six Degrees of Separation
That’s my girl Alia. Brown girl magic through and through and through. One of the beloveds; one of the very few who knows every inch of my world. We don’t…
The Journal of A Scorpio Moon
Over the course of 48 hours, I’ve had three people think I’m a Scorpio. In the past year, two others guessed the same; one of whom has become very important…
The Promise of Unbuttoned Shirts
“If people knew half of your history and how you’ve just been naturally protected in the past, they’d know that the Divine is what’s protecting you. And they just wouldn’t…
The Gentle Man
I am an open book. But most men can’t read. I don’t want a gentleman. I want a man whose faced his shadow and incorporated it into his open spaces….
The Meaning
My first cold in three years last week. Sick as a dog, I stayed away from everyone for 11 days (though at the 9th day mark, I did meet a…
The Healing
Stunning work by Eloy Bida. 2024 continues to confirm itself as one of my most uncomfortable years. Every month, there has been a specific date or two seared into my…
The Chain
Chimene told me this story while I was shadowboxing my own pain in 2018. Then, as I do today, I call these War Stories shared by women in our healing, a…
The Sexual and The Divine
There is no puritanical under or overtones in our religion. But it certainly exists in the patriarchy, and in orthodoxy both in service of men, to the detriment of women….
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