self-respect
noun | self-re·spect | self-ri-ˈspekt |
a proper respect for oneself as a human being
Don’t dress up to seek the admiration of other people.
The glances and looks or even stares.
Do you really want this?
You say you want respect but how can you get it,
when all you do is showing your beauty to the outside world for recognition.
You say you want to fall in love with your mind but you only display our body.
Elizabeth
The 9th month of the lunar calendar is the month of Ramadan.
The month where the Quran was revealed in year 610.
The month where the doors of heaven are open and the doors of hell are closed.
"Recite in the name of your Lord who created - created man from a clinging substance. Recite, and your Lord is the most Generous - Who taught by the pen - taught men which he knew not". (Quran 96:1-5)
Make the most of this month and have a blessed Ramadan!
Elizabeth
A cloth you put around your hair, draped down your chest. A garment worn by women. A religious sign – a sign that shows the world that you are muslim. A sign of oppression for some. But for me it’s a sign of freedom.
A conscious choice I make every day because I refuse to be seen as a sexual object for people to look at. I choose who I want to show my beauty to. And through my modesty you are forced to only see my heart and mind. Because that’s what I choose to share.
Some days I find myself wrapping my veil over and over again, never being satisfied. Feeling a resistance and thinking it would be easier to tuck away my scarfs in the back of the closet, but then I would be like everyone else. What I strive for is not in this world but beyond what I can see. And I finally choose to show the world I’m muslim.
I had so many ideas for what I could write next. I the bathroom whilst brushing my teeth I came up with several ideas but I promise you I have the short-time memory of Dory. There are so many times I have to take ten steps back to figure out what was on my mind. Maybe because I have too much on my mind?
I must say it’s getting quite a challenge to mix something up on the keyboard. But somehow my fingers tip away and I always manage to click publish. When I do sit down to write a few words, I find myself scrolling down we heart it at the same time, and maybe taking one too many breaks on YouTube. On another note, I can’t believe I’ve almost hit 200 followers!! Argh, what?! So many people actually read my stuff..? Usually I just look at the pictures. I’ve been on WordPress approximately 3 years now, with the occasional one week, or month, break. But I find my way back to the writing block because I do like to have my words published. Even though it’s sometimes just clutter, I’m able to empty my mind.
Elizabeth
I’ve been looking at this blank space for a while now. It’s been empty the last couple of weeks – and it’s been empty in my head too. I don’t know how to fill this space. I don’t know how to start even though I’m aching to write again. I want to be an inspiration, share my thoughts and mind with you again.
It’s September 1st, summer is officially over, even the weather can agree on that. It’s windy, it’s cold and rainy. What I have learned is that time is always moving. We cannot stop it even though we want to capture a moment and stay in it. That is why you have to live in the moment. Don’t let it pass you, don’t feel the need to document or capture every other second on a picture. Sometimes it’s better to live and let go.
Elizabeth
My life as Elizabeth 