Reconnecting with Two Long-forgotten Friends

"I drank the silence of God from a spring in the woods." -- Georg Trakl

The woods swayed around me. No longer quiet but loud. Not calm but raging. As if...they were angry. They were angry because I had forgotten their mother, Nature. I had forgotten them and their best friend, Silence. I stood amid their magnificence as the wind howled against us. Staring onto the horizon, holding on tightly to my mug of hibiscus tea. Head bowed, tears streaming down my face.

Defeated. Yet accomplished. Weak. Yet so strong.

I whispered meekly, "I am sorry."

Nature spoke, "God and I were there for you when you had no one. We embraced you all those times when you treaded over the fallen leaves in the woods, laid down at the river bank, gazed the full moon, and fell asleep on a pillow of flowers under the shade of the spring sun. We comforted your heart and supplied you serenity. How dare you replace us with (false) Attachment?"

I opened my mouth to say something but then shut it instantaneously. I really had nothing to offer in defense.

Silence broke its long-maintained silence, "I was your most favorite companion. Every single day of your life we both held hands together, especially in the dark hours when others are in bed. How could you forget those solitary walks under the night sky and the bike rides at sunrise when we'd be interfered by none? Am I not one of the major reasons why you want to live on a farm - away from the clutter and commotion of a city? How unfortunate that you even forgot to mention my importance in your life to Attachment?!"

I responded dejectedly, "I guess I got carried away when it entered my life. I wanted to converse and spend time with it so much so that I never realized when I started worshiping it. Sadly, that's how I lost you on the way, dear Silence. By God, it was never my intention to let you go. Sigh! He has indeed brought me down to my knees so that I can be reunited with Him and you. God has left me with no choice but to embrace you and Nature back in my life. I wish we didn't have to reconcile this way but I didn't wish for so many things either."

And that's when it hit me that today, it was indeed over. Today was the day to commemorate the parting. My shoulders sagged and fresh hot tears began to swell in my eyes.

It was at this particular moment that God interjected my bleak thoughts:
"Your Lord has neither forsaken you nor hated you. And indeed the Hereafter is better for you than the present (life of this world). And verily, your Lord will give you (all that is good) so that you shall be well-pleased." - Quran 93:3-5

The gold and silver linings of the clouds glowed brighter. The woods humbled and Silence regained its composure. Finally, a smile broke across my lips.

I said to Nature and Silence, "See guys! He doesn't hate me and I guess this is not the end. I know it seems like it, but it's really not! This day shall mark a new beginning for us, a new journey, a new love story. We won't let (false) Attachment ever destroy our relationship. I promise. There's hope. There's light. And most importantly: there is sincerity with the self and Allah swt.

رضيت بالله رباً، وبالإسلام ديناً، وبمحمد صلى الله عليه وسلم نبيا
I am content with Allah as my Lord, Islam as my religion and Muhammad (peace be upon him) as my messenger.

The whole world can leave me but as long as I am able to hold on to my Allah, my Islam, and my messenger, I am good. We all are good. As a matter of fact, that's all we need in life, don't we?"

Upon hearing this, Nature and Silence both smiled in agreement. Without saying a word, we all understood that there is a reason why God created us as a trio.

I bid farewell to the woods and steadily walked towards the bus. It was time to return to Boston. Better and stronger.

It was time to finally let go.

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On the weekend of February 15h-17th I was blessed to be part of the MAS Boston Winter Retreat that took place in the beautiful Berkshires, MA. As one of the main leaders, I was not obligated to stick to a group, and hence ended up stealing quiet moments here and there to have multiple conversations like the one above with God, Nature and Silence. Instead of socializing with friends, some that I actually looked forward to seeing after a long time, I chose to either sip a cup of tea all by myself in the dining hall or squeeze in a moment with the woods. The greatest celebration of my reunion with Nature and Silence took place during the times when I made my late night rounds from one lodge to another in efforts to ensure that the sisters were all set. It was during those solitary moments that I would sing Dawud Wharnsby's Lullaby out loud and find comfort in the fact that I was the only one outdoors in those wee hours of the night when no one except God could hear or see me. 

I am glad that I was part of the retreat, I am glad for meeting and working with the lovely people I got to know because of the retreat, I am glad that God chose me for the leadership position, and I am glad that other things in life eventually happened the way they happened. Were it not for the darkest hour of the night, we would never appreciate the break of dawn. Indeed it is the break of dawn that leads to a new day and a new beginning. Alhamdulillah ala kulli Haal (all praise to Allah under any and all circumstances)! I can't be more blessed!