Islam and The Little Prince Connection

Netflix finally released the brand new Little Prince movie! And I finally watched it tonight. I was so emotional as this particular version of the Little Prince was to go beyond the book and discuss the deeper spiritual understandings embedded inside. One of the greatest reasons, I found islam to be my personal path is the constant reminder in the Quran about SEEING with the heart instead of being blind in the mind. Or in lesser poetic terms-closed off emotionally and spiritually.

Of course the Quran was never speaking about physical blindness, but it is the blindness within that keeps people from obtaining “Jannah” in this world, and in the next.

“And now here is my secret, a very simple secret: It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.”
Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince

Quran 2:18

Deaf, dumb and blind – so they will not return.

Quran 13:9

Then is he who knows that what has been revealed to you from your Lord is the truth like one who is blind? They will only be reminded who are people of understanding –

Just as the Little Prince teaches the Pilot about how to see the world with his heart, and not just with his closed mind, Allah also teaches His creations.

Another connection to Islam that The Little Prince carries is the idea of the transcendent soul. It is very clear that the Little Prince is talking about death as the way to release himself from the attachments to earth in order to get back to his original state.

This is connecting the Garden of Eden to our original state of being. The innocence we have had before our knowledge of good and bad. We are in essence making our own journeys back to this garden, where waters flow and sweet nectar is given. Where we are surrounded by other pure souls who become our soul companions for as long as we desire their company and friendship. The small planet that the Little Prince came from and was going back to is about his remembrance of his simple pleasure in life, and the innocence of being present in the moment. He was in bliss, until the vain flower caused him to run in search of himself. In one way this rose represents the ego, that we all eventually detach ourselves from once we transcend into a state of higher understandings.

The Quran teaches mankind, that once a person sheds their ego, they no longer are attached to this world, and can enter the gates of Heaven….the Gardens we originate from. This is why giving the shirt off your back in charity, and helping one another materially and emotionally is so important in the Quran. When you help others find happiness, you detach from your own attachments and in turn find your own happiness within.

Quran 9:72

Allah has promised to the believers -men and women, – Gardens under which rivers flow to dwell therein forever, and beautiful mansions in Gardens of ‘Adn (EdenParadise). But the greatest bliss is the Good Pleasure of Allah. That is the supreme success.

Quran 19:61

Gardens of Eden, which the Beneficent hath promised to His slaves in the unseen. Lo! His promise is ever sure of fulfilment –

 

Another lesson in the Little Prince that correlates to what Gabriel was showing Muhammad to teach others, was the idea of death as a transition. It is never the end. The Little Prince teaches the pilot this, as he chooses to drop the weight of his “shell” which is the bodily form, in order to go back to the asteroid he once came from. Like humans, we drop our shells, when Allah decides it is time for our journey to end, and we transition into the next state. We are very much alive, as much as the Little Prince is laughing amongst the stars.

Quran 2:154

And do not say about those who are killed in the way of Allah , “They are dead.” Rather, they are alive, but you perceive [it] not.

Quran 19: 15

And peace be upon him the day he was born and the day he dies and the day he is raised alive.

Quran 19: 66

And the disbeliever says, “When I have died, am I going to be brought forth alive?”

Quran 79: 14

When, behold, they find themselves over the earth alive after their death

The Quran is a road map back home. It is not the only one. Allah provides wisdom to those who seek it and believe in the beyond. But the Quran is a clear Sign book created to reach those of Understanding and who are not yet blind within the heart. I am one of those Muslims, and am happy to say I did not allow the worldly perspective blind my heart from the spiritual knowledge given to me through the Quran, and possibly through other forms of help.

The Little Prince is one of the best selling books in the whole world, it has been written in almost every language. NASA named an asteroid after the asteroid the Little Prince lived on in the book, called B612. There is some deep spiritual truths hidden within this children’s tale because as Allah shows time and time again, humans learn best through hearing stories, and passing them down.

The movie was really beautiful. If you liked the book, I highly recommend. It is a bit different, but the destination is the same. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do, and let it open your heart even more.

little_prince

 

 

 

Advertisements

My Daily Life As an Awakened Person

I wanted to write about what it means to be able to have faith, and see the esoteric meanings in the holy books. I would like to give you a glimpse into my daily life and how it actually FEELS being me as a Muslim, knowing what I know about the Quran and humanity.

My day starts out like any other human, I am groggy from the sleep and often ponder why do I have to go to work that day. I do my morning prayers and get down on my knees in a form of meditation and bowing to a Higher Power outside my self. Since the Quran is never specific on what to pray except for the first Surah, I just talk to God and tell Him my plans to help others see the Light of God more. Sometimes, I do get tearful because of so much ignorance in the world of His immense beauty and mercy. Often times, I am tearful because I am grateful for the blessings given to me.

What happens next is the starting of my day. Sometimes, I put on Unsolved Mysteries and other times Dr.Phill is in the background. Depends on my mood. I often enjoy hearing about the unsolved mysteries of the world, knowing deep down ALL the truth will come out and this show often times shows people that this material world is not so black and white all the time. I like mysteries and I also like to try to solve them in my mind, which is why I became a spiritual seeker in the first place.

I enjoy Dr. Phill ,because he is a “no nonsense” type of guy that truly tells people the way it is. I enjoy his immense ability to perceive things they way they are-he is very perceptive and he is able to get people to see things in a brand new light.

Next, I go out the door, with ear phones on listening to music while I walk to the train. The music I enjoy is either really spacey new age, calming spa music, or a gentle indie station with meaningful lyrics to ponder. As I walk through the streets, I always glance at the sun in the sky and the bright beautiful open space above me with a knowing little “nod” to the angels and God. Not that I see God sitting on a cloud, but I see God in a higher realm that can only be reached through higher consciousness of thought. And that sun was created as a lamp to warm the little creations on this planet. I feel the immense love for life from God and the angels who work to guide humans, as their younger brothers and sisters.

As I give my little tearful grateful smile at the sky, I rush along the streets looking at people around me. I like to notice where they are in life. I also unconsciously look for people in need of something-maybe they can’t get down the stairs. Maybe they are having problems opening the door or using the ticket purchase station. Wherever there is need, my eyes see them. I will go to someone if they need help and lend a hand letting them know, someone cares…I am there for them. It just feels like this is what makes life worth living.

I glance around on the train around me, looking for that shining light of God. Sometimes I see it when a person offers a chair to an elderly, and sometimes I don’t, when people are pushing each other to get into the train, I then see only their ego coming through. I just like to observe and see where people are in their different levels of consciousness. I do not judge them as evil, only as ignorant to the truth I have discovered that we are all one unit.

Next, I usually walk to work from the train. Here my steps get more confident in seeing glimmers of God everywhere or the opposite of God which is greediness, selfishness, etc. But by then, because my focus has been on the Godly things people have done for each other, the ungodly things do not phase me. I will be that person who stands up to others if they get too rude, loud, or in general are disturbing others. I tend to see it as a reminder as I scold, as in they should know better-the conscious part of them does.

On my way through the streets to my work, I occasionally smile to strangers or will gaze around me at the beautiful creation that God created for us. Even in its ugliest forms, there is still beauty and I see it. In a city with graffiti everywhere, it just shows me the sometimes “randomness and rebelliousness” of human nature. God is funny like that, we can stretch as far as we want away from the Source or God, but as soon as we get too far away, God pulls us back somehow with reminding us with laws and penalties we may experience in the world.

When I arrive at work, the reality sets in. I am here now to do a duty, and although we are all creations of God, I must now play a role as a teacher or guide to children and my staff. So I do. And I take my job seriously. I don’t let a single “hit or kick” go un-reprimanded on the playground. I am constantly spending my day teaching kids social behaviors that will help them keep the peace and make less enemies in life by their actions…as well as trying to show them that humanity needs them to choose to be good for the sake of being our next generation in charge.

As I watch all the young souls running around, I am reminded of how earth is much like a school and we all have our different journeys to go on, but we are at different levels of consciousness all the time. Allah/God in the Quran constantly asks, “Will they not ponder the words?” as in a way to get us to think first than react always emotionally from ego. Children react, and yes although they are sweet and innocent of many evils since their egos aren’t fully developed, they also are babies in their understandings of unity. They do not know that Suzy is just another spiritual creation of Tommy, and in order to make their experiences more fun, they shouldn’t hit one another when trying to get what they want.

My day goes in and out of consciousness levels, talking to adults and children. I connect to those during the day that are kind, and don’t take out their issues on others. If I am in a “mood”, I warn my staff to beware….I am in a lower state of mind that day. But these lower states of mind do not last long and actually with a simple thought or asking God for strength to get through the day, I am fine again and smiling.

They used to last for weeks, and it’s called depression. I used to feel so alone, like nobody cared, and when I finally realized that nobody will care unless I cared for them…that’s when things changed. I also discovered a loving force behind the universe as I learned about life on other planets and the millions of galaxies astronomers are discovering. I stopped being the victim and I took actions. I became a servant of good for God instead of sitting there and wasting this experience.

My days are filled with great joy in my understanding and I can make my perspective grow larger at crucial times and look outside of myself at others. I no longer take things so personally or think that people are mean or bad. Something happened to them, and I see it in children as well. When a child hits another or does something mean, it is because they are not feeling right inside. Something is bothering them, and I do my best to find out what it is to help them and clear that dark shadow away from their mind. Something caused this ignorance and as a teacher, I am here to educate them on what they missed.

When I go home at night, I think to myself how exhausted I am through my day and how I wish I could just rest forever. I often times will see me happily enter in the warm white light of heavenly bliss with all other good souls on earth, but I know I have a few things to do first. I am happy and grateful for the day and the lessons and joys I experienced. So by the time, I go home, I am ready to really unwind and experience love with my fiancé, that I have not gotten from strangers all day. Yes, he recharges my battery you can say and reflects back all the love that I gave out to others. He is my twin flame.

At night, before bed, I say a prayer again to thank the Lord for all the amazing blessings I have and to help me awaken others to be able to have them as well. It is not the most psychically exciting life right now at this moment (I don’t have kids yet ;)), but it is a rich spiritually one and really not much phases me..I am finally at peace when at one time I was not.

Ignorance of our unity and God’s goodness, is what makes a person evil. God does not create evil people…only gives them the free will to choose to have the knowledge that they need in order to become good.

And that knowledge is: Unity

socrates

 

 

The Book That Weeps by Ro Waseem.

Quran: The Book That Weeps, Hidden Inside Its Shelf!
June 20, 2014
by Ro Waseem

The Quran is truly an amazing book. If there is one investment I have made that I will never regret in my life, it is the time I invested in understanding the Quran. The thing about the Quran is that it speaks to me like no other book I’ve read. Such is the magnificence of the book that there is never a hollow reading session; each time I walk away with some truly amazing insights I overlooked before.
What makes this possible is that there are, at least in my opinion, infinite layers to the Quran.
The more time you spend with it, the more it seems to give you. And so, as I went deeper into the Quran, I was just mesmerized by its structure, cohesiveness, and the
metaphors it employs that reflect my being so precisely.
What’s heartbreaking for me, though, is how Muslims have abandoned the Quran, turning it into an object of service. You don’t pay reverence to the Quran by kissing it and keeping it on the top shelf, covering it with beautiful cloths. No, that would be akin to showering your parents with hugs and kisses, but not paying any heed to what they ask of you.
Would you not call such a relationship hypocritical and selfish? Indeed, you would.
But that’s what our relationship with the Quran is: one of hypocrisy and selfishness. It is used as a tool to gain rewards by reading it in a language that most Muslims don’t even understand, and comes out of its fancy covering only at “blessed” times such as Ramadan, or at times of need – when someone has passed away.
As Ramadan is just around the corner, I implore you to read the Quran in a language you understand this time around, so that you could start disassociating cultural Islam from Quranic Islam.
Here is a passionate response I wrote,
outlining all that is wrong with the way we approach the Quran:
What was supposed to be a book that would bring mankind out of ignorance towards enlightenment–bringing with it a revolutionary message–you revolve around it, not understanding a word of what it says.
What was supposed to be a book that was meant to transform your heart, you don’t even let it cross your brain.
What was supposed to be a book with a universal message, you utter religious statements in Arabic, somehow supposing that Arabic language is holy and advocate Arab supremacy.
What was supposed to be a book that
discouraged dogmas, you drink from a glass of water that you blew Quranic verses in, expecting it to heal you.
What was supposed to be a book advocating skepticism and critical thinking, you fear that thinking in matters of faith may lead you away from Islam.
What was supposed to be a book discouraging sectarianism and promoting unity, you kill your fellow Muslims in its name, and yell “Allahu Akbar!”
What was supposed to be a book advocating freedom of belief, you disregard it and
demand blasphemers and apostates to be killed.
What was supposed to be a book advocating pluralism, you feel threatened by differences and push for uniformity.
What was supposed to be a book prohibiting child and forced marriages, you justify them through fabricated accounts of the messenger and sometimes, your culture.
What was supposed to be a book that
advocated self-control, you partially blame the women who are raped and hasten to cover your women from head to toe.
What was supposed to be a book that
encouraged you to follow the character of the messenger, you have twisted it to imply following the cultural norms that were prevalent in the time of the messenger.
What was supposed to be a book that
advocated activism, you remain passive and pray for divine intervention to happen.
What was supposed to be a book that was fully detailed, you attach numerous books to it – claiming, without these books, the Quran is incomplete and hard to understand.
What was supposed to be a book that asked you to be wary of religious leaders,you have changed it into a book that can only be
interpreted by these religious leaders.
What was supposed to be a book of values, you have changed it into a book of hollow rituals and shortcuts to heaven.
What was supposed to be a book advocating accountability for your actions, you have changed it into a book that will intercede on your behalf.
Quran is a book that is read widely, a book that is– at times– interpreted wildly, a book that is understood hardly.
Sometimes, on a quiet night, I can almost hear the Quran weeping.Will you then, embrace it holistically, and release itself from its sorrows?

My First Book: Transformation

I am so excited to share my very own book I created with my original photographs. It is very personal and about my wild spiritual journey. It is not meant to be bought or sold, but more like a keepsake for myself and for my children if they ever ask me what I believe. But I wanted to share with you all so that if you ever want to create your own book you can use this site and write down your own story one day.

 

http://www.blurb.com/books/6868909-transformation

Muslims and Hindus: Believing in One God Today.

Something I also have known and have seen, but sadly it takes training and a change in perspective to see the unity.  When you come from an environment that tries to compartmentalize other religions, you will have difficulty seeing the unity. But here it is written by a Hindu themselves, on the true essence of the One True God in Hinduism.

 

Why are we fighting each other, again?

 

http://www.hinduwebsite.com/onegod.asp

A Wrinkle In Time Is Full of Wisdom.

I wanted to share 7 of my favorite quotes that Muslims, and all other brothers and sisters of faith and awareness can relate to:

“God hath chosen the foolish things of the world to confound the wise; and God hath chosen the weak things of the world to confound the things which are mighty.”

~Madeleine L’Engle, A Wrinkle in Time

 

“all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to His purpose.

~ Madeleine L’Engle, A Wrinkle in Time

 

“We do not know what things look like, as you say,” the beast said. “We know what things are like. It must be a very limiting thing, this seeing.”

~Madeleine L’Engle, A Wrinkle in Time

 

We want them to see their home planet,” Mrs. Whatsit said.

The Medium lost the delighted smile she had worn till then. “Oh, why must you make me look at unpleasant things when there are so many delightful ones to see?”

Again Mrs. Which’s voice reverberated through the cave. “There will no longer be so many pleasant things to look at if responsible people do not do something about the unpleasant ones.”

~Madeleine L’Engle, A Wrinkle in Time

 

“She was silent; the great wings almost stopped moving; only a delicate stirring seemed to keep them aloft. “Listen, then,” Mrs. Whatsit said. The resonant voice rose and the words seemed to be all around them so that Meg felt that she could almost reach out and touch them:

“Sing unto the Lord a new song, and His praise from the end of the earth, ye that go down to the sea, and all that there is therein; the isles, and the inhabitants thereof. Let the wilderness and the cities thereof lift their voice; let the inhabitants of the rock sing, let them shout from the top of the mountains. Let them give glory unto the Lord!”

~Madeleine L’Engle, A Wrinkle in Time

 

“matter and energy are the same thing, that size is an illusion, and that time is a material substance.”

~Madeleine L’Engle, A Wrinkle in Time

 

There are forces working in the world as never before in the history of mankind for standardization, for the regimentation of us all, or what I like to call making muffins of us, muffins all like every other muffin in the muffin tin. This is the limited universe, the drying, dissipating universe, that we can help our children avoid by providing them with “explosive material capable of stirring up fresh life endlessly.”

~Madeleine L’Engle, A Wrinkle in Time

 

“Who have our fighters been?” Calvin asked. “Oh, you must know them, dear,” Mrs Whatsit said. Mrs Who’s spectacles shone out at them triumphantly, “And the light shineth in darkness; and the darkness comprehended it not.” “Jesus!” Charles Wallace said. “Why, of course, Jesus!” “Of course!” Mrs Whatsit said. “Go on, Charles, love. There were others. All your great artists. They’ve been lights for us to see by.” “Leonardo da Vinci?” Calvin suggested tentatively. “And Michelangelo?” “And Shakespeare,” Charles Wallace called out, “and Bach! And Pasteur and Madame Curie and Einstein!” Now Calvin’s voice rang with confidence. “And Schweitzer and Gandhi and Buddha and Beethoven and Rembrandt and St. Francis!”

~Madeleine L’Engle, A Wrinkle in Time

 

 

All things of God start to shine brightly and stand out slightly, when you look with your heart and not just your eyes. The battle is real. The battle against darkness and light is within. That is the real “jihad” or battle we all face till the Last Days.

tumblr_m7oblje56P1qjrv0lo1_1280

 

 

The Only “Likes” You Need Are From God.

fblikes

I wanted to address something tonight that is painfully familiar to some. The idea of “likes” on social media such as facebook, twitter, wordpress, etc.  What I have noticed is there is a strange anxiety at times inside myself even when I see people read something, but do not “like” it physically with some indication. It’s weird, and I know I am not alone.

This is something common with people who want to please others and help others in some way. We want to be validated that our ideas, thoughts, posts, and shares are enjoyed or liked by others. We want to know that our messages are getting across and being shared by others. People are so removed from connection to source that I can tell you right now, the love that you feel from God will far outweigh any feeling of self doubt or social anxiety you may suffer from the lack of connection from others. I always try to “like” others things I read to show appreciation to them, but I understand that some people are simply not like this and could care less how others may feel. Or they are too busy to hit the “like” button, for you. Sigh..

And while I am ok with this and have learned to accept this double sidedness of human nature, I know some may not be. Especially the younger generation just starting to write and express themselves. Even the older souls need to know their thoughts are being liked. What you feel right now with this feeling of “no likes” is the realization that you have entered a place emotionally others may not be at. You are sensitive to the lack of acknowledgement that you experience and this is a good thing coming from an indigo. 😉

Trust me. I see it on twitter and facebook. A funny, crude, or even rude post will get more likes than your honest and thought provoking one. As an empath, I see  or feel it happen all the time and I make sure to at least give that person my “like” to show someone does read it and care about what they have to say. But deep inside, I KNOW why humans tend to look over the deeper nature into things versus the superficial ones.

This post is meant to be a healing one to whomever may read this. God and the Angels recording to sides, sees your actions to help, lift, awaken, express, acknowledge, heal, enlighten others while humans do not. There will be a few who tune into what you are trying to do, and I suggest to cherish those people because it means they are the rare few that have tapped into something you did too. That is the great gift of being alive, and why Adam was given a companion to talk to and communicate to. Connection is a precious gift-relish those few likes, and know God’s likes are the MOST important of all.

So thank you to the rare few who resonate with my words and “like” my posts. Much love back to you ❤

 

answerlove