Isle of Skye

...what would it be and why? I laughed out loud with appreciation and joy when I finally got to this question on the application form. Finally. A job I would love to get. Still nowhere near what I know I could do if everything fell into place in my lap, pre-ordained. And yet... I really pray that I get this job. Doing the best I can. Trusting in Allah... not waiting for arbitrary good times like a full moon, that was yesterday. Just trusting in Allah that I get a job that doesn't hurt my pride or dignity or self-respect. I'm sorry, I just don't want to be a cleaner. And I deserve what I want and why the hell can I not aim high and expect You'll give it to me? You gave me ENLP and that was something I didn't even know to want. You gave me Farhat Aunty who was the means for my hope and for my financial kick-start for the courses. You brought me here to London and in a year you've granted me my sanity back. You've given me friends when I...

It's so close, I can almost pretend that I can almost taste it. Independence. Individuality. Strength. Creativity. Intuition. Trust. Love. Courage. Spiritual knowledge. Wisdom. Action. Joy. Groundedness. Abundance. Prosperity. Knowingness. God bless Tazeen, Sidra and Art. Thank You, Allah. Everyone else sees it, feels it. Save for me. Except, whenever they do the wellness readings, it bolsters me up. If only I had the courage to ask Art directly all the burning questions I have. Show me my path. Let me start receiving. Let me be okay with receiving. And the patterns that need meaning, grant me understanding. The things I don't understand now, place them before me in a manner that I can understand. Help me get out of my own way. Help me support myself. While they were doing a reading on my clairvoyance, I tried to read Imran. And then, for a minute, I thought I was still in love with him. So, please grant me resolution... you know I deserve it, and more importa...