I DO NOT FEAR THE NEW YEAR - 1st Muharam 1433, New Year in the Islamic Calendar

The Riyadh Verse 1 (from Lulu)

Thanking you and thanking He for giving friends the eye can't see..

So close your eyes and open your heart

& see the friends who dance at night within the beloveds light..

They dance and sing praises of He and find deep love that's ecstasy...

Only thru his light will you find Him..

So close your eyes and let's begin..

So yes, thanking you and thanking He.. that He choose those words to come from thee...

No hate in this way... Only Love, love love will show the way

I am well pleased to host this prose from a new friend, Lulu. She appears to be over-enamoured with the Prophet and Companions. Ah, such is the risk you take when you start looking for the Reality of Muhammad, and peer closer at your spiritual inheritance. 

It is still the Thanksgiving holidays in America, but for Muslims the world over, tomorrow shall be the 1st day of the month of Muharam 1433, the beginning of the new year in the Islamic Calendar, which began with the hijra (migration) of the Prophet Muhammad from his hometown of Mecca to Medina.

At the closing of this year 1432 (the new day in the Islamic Calendar actually begins at sunset today), I think we have a lot to give thanks for - For old and new friends. For the healing of past sickness and the opening of new doors of promise. And above all, for the lovers of Muhammad Habibullah, giving thanks for the Prophet's continuing ascension in spiritual station, drawn as he is, by the Love and Mercy of God for His Beloved and for all of creation.

Some 7 years ago, I first saw a young man who stood up in the assembly of the lovers of Muhammad, and let free his voice in song of praise and love. That young man is now happily married and in honour of his recent wedding and this new year, I would like to recap the prose...

2. Swayed and Hummed

I swayed and hummed,

Standing in a row,

While the nightingale sang,

Yearning for a morrow

Which no sorrow hang.

Dreaming awake,

With a voice

Raised

Above

The cosmic quake.

I met him later.

The nightingale bowed,

While shyly taking my hand

With a smile

As sweet

As his song.

Oh friend! When the Master

Chooses his nightingale,

He does not choose wrong!

Happy New Year, sunshine. God has blessed you with a heart and a mind. With such blessings, what need you fear of the new year? 

Pax Taufiqa

Hate has no place in Islam.

Love will show the way.