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This blog is officially a decade old, subhanallah! 🤯 But I've basically been using it as a backup archive for most of that time, so I'm abandoning it now for many reasons. All of my work can be found at the links below (the first link, my gallery, has everything this site had and I'll keep updating it insha'Allah). 👋🏼 Thank you, and salam!
my gallery
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my writing
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"Rustic Rest"
I illustrated this barn swallow using black and white ink and three watercolor pencils: black, brown, and blue. 🖌️
Linked below is the image I referenced from the National Audubon Society! https://www.audubon.org/field-guide/bird/barn-swallow
About the Box
About the Box Yussra MT Ebrahim 9/5/2023 It’s a shame, the way religion looks through society’s eyes. It’s like they can see us carrying a box, but they have no idea what’s inside. Some people are obsessed with criticizing that box. They don’t like the material. They have opinions on its shape. They claim it’s too heavy, but they’ve never carried it to know for sure, and why won’t they just peek inside? Perhaps they used to have a box of their own, a different one that someone made them lug around, and no one ever taught them how to get it open, or the box turned out to be a fluke, its contents toxic, so now they assume every box must hold the same danger within and they hate all organized boxes, but I want them to know that labels aren’t everything and it was never about the box.
https://remembranceatthepond.thecomicseries.com
"Life Before"
What might a week of your life look like condensed into a single comic page? 🤔
Accept Any Outcome
Accept Any Outcome Yussra MT Ebrahim 8/12/2023 Something was conspicuously absent from my heart last week: anxiety. I encountered all sorts of flustering situations, yet found myself uncharacteristically unflustered through them all: days-long uncertainties, missed opportunities, last-minute plan changes, unfamiliar territories, and dangerous driving conditions! Yet I felt not only at peace, but grateful for every unfolding, and I found myself laughing from the bottom of my heart as my rusty car slid across a submerged and shrouded highway through a foggy, torrential, crackling, magnificent thunderstorm. That’s not a metaphor. But it could be. Where did the dread go? I have a theory. You see, I’d decided in advance to donate those days. This time is dedicated to this cause, so I’ll entrust it to God; whatever happens happens. I’ve done this enough times now to have noticed a pattern: I seem to have the best time when I don’t consider the time my own. In contrast, whenever I want things to go a certain way, whenever I consider myself to be in control of a situation in the sense that I’m invested in its outcome, I find myself stressing about the future. Think about it: aren’t your greatest anxieties around the things you treasure the most? So here’s my theory: my anxiety stems from the urge to be in control, which on a deeper level stems from a love of dunya, needing one’s worldly life to unfold as desired or expected, as though this temporary existence is the life that matters. It’s natural to be nervous every now and then, but when we make a daily habit of worrying about our future, it’s only ever our worldly future that ash shaytan inspires us to obsess over. When I switch my perspective to seeing the world with an awareness of the Hereafter, the actual, lasting future, I ironically find myself living in the moment more than ever before, allowing it to be however it is, however Allah wills it to be. People who chase worldly gains might advise you to be ambitious and set your sights on your lofty material goals no matter what, but this advice can make you a desperate slave to your desires; the beauty of being willing to accept any outcome is that your own desires lose power over you and you start to appreciate and cherish everything you have for what it is.
"August Overlook"
My attempt to depict a spot near my home that's very special to me. 🌞
Cheap Talk
Cheap Talk Yussra MT Ebrahim 8/1/2023
I've been holding my tongue among those with cheap talk and I've been withholding from taking their bait though they argue by nature yet don't walk the walk it turns out the solution is in silence to wait
now you might be wondering so when should I strike? when is the right moment to get well-earned payback? the answer is: you don't though you're right and you'd like to make a big display and stop them in their tracks
you might think your anger has no other outlet that bursting is fair but if you wait, it will fade and if you don't, if you act in the heat, you'll regret so to win, walk away leave bad games unplayed
The Hard Parts
The Hard Parts Yussra MT Ebrahim 7/29/2023
does loving You mean choosing You to make me feel good? does loving You mean wanting to do what I should?
those parts are easy but are they sincere? there are aspects to worship I've been missing I fear
how about putting You ahead of my ego? when I'm fuming at others and don't want to let go?
how about putting You ahead of my desires? dousing and not fueling all the wrong fires?
part of me is ashamed the other part frightens me but You encompass both making me light and free
Better Oneself
Better Oneself Yussra MT Ebrahim 7/16/2023 The Qur’an reads very differently, or rather, it is understood by the reader very differently, when approached with the understanding that Allah al Muta’alee is addressing the reader herself. I remember I used to read the Qur’an with other people in mind, thinking, “Oh yes, this verse reminds me of these unjust people I know and all of their shortcomings.” But when we focus too much on judging others, we weirdly lose the ability to take what is given as a chance to self-reflect and personally grow; in this way, ash shaytan can make our dislike of others into a means of stagnation for ourselves, subhanallah. When I read the Qur’an to measure and guide my own behavior, on the other hand, I find that this profound, poetic standard holds the instructions I’ve been seeking all along, the reminders that recharge hearts every day, to look for the good in others, avoid the bad, and insha’Allah better oneself.
"My Roommate the House Finch"
This summer, a family of finches lived INSIDE my window, and in a single miraculous week, I got to witness the chicks grow from hatchlings piled on top of each other being fed by their parents to mature birds who simultaneously learned flight in one incredible instant, exchanging a tiny nest on my air conditioner for the entire summer sky, subhanallah. 🤩 The finch I've drawn here is what their parents looked like, but the babies were brown.
Here’s the photo I referenced to illustrate the bird! https://unsplash.com/photos/HflwrHdzVTM
"House Finch and Company"
I haven't had this much fun drawing in so long! I think I'll be making more watercolor sketches insha'Allah! I'll also upload the house finch separately to add it to my bird collection. 🥳
Here's the photo I referenced to illustrate the bird! https://unsplash.com/photos/HflwrHdzVTM
Here's the photo I referenced to illustrate the toad! https://unsplash.com/photos/PsnkF30YFJg
https://remembranceatthepond.thecomicseries.com
“Warning Signs”
It's flashback time again! 🎷
"Watermelon Sneaker"
For some reason, I love the way sneakers look and keep trying to capture their beauty! 👟 It's rare for a man-made design to catch my eyes the way sneakers do.
Honored
Honored Yussra MT Ebrahim 6/14/2023
in fur and feathers and turtle shells in the clothes we wear and the good we do in dignified souls and wishing-you-wells indeed, all honor belongs to You
in the trust we keep and the tongues we hold with regard for others, many or few from every land and tribe, young or old indeed, all honor belongs to You
in daybreak, at noon, sunset, rising moon in the sparkling midnight of Your design in cells and atoms and more to learn soon I dare not claim this glory to be mine
in each slug and leaf and waterfall honored with sanctity shining through all of us returning when You call indeed, all honor belongs to You
Time to Think
Time to Think Yussra MT Ebrahim 6/6/2023 Do you have it? Time to think is a pretty straightforward concept. If your lifestyle or habits keep you engaged or distracted for every waking moment, then you have cut yourself off from this surprisingly crucial experience. But sometimes you suddenly find yourself with minutes to think; maybe you forgot your phone as you set off to meet someone. You arrive at the promised spot a bit early, but not early enough to go back and get your device. At first it feels like a waste; you could have used this time to answer messages. But it’s too late. So you wait there and you think. Hey, it’s nice out; you can hear the wind. Your mind is finally free to wander and start to process what it’s taken in today. You’ve been awake for six hours, but you’ve only just noticed. In this spare moment, you are contextualized in today, and today is contextualized in your life, so it feels, for the first time in a while, you realize, like you are living it and actually here, subhan al Khaliq. You realize you haven’t seen this friend in several months and you remember last time and what you've been wanting to ask them about. Now you’ve let your mind establish a sense of continuity for this meeting. You wonder what else you might realize, given more time. Your friend arrives.
The Fingernail Moon
The Fingernail Moon Yussra MT Ebrahim 5/25/2023
something has changed in me deep down inside I rolled down the window one night on a ride
I held out my face and shut my eyes lightly the wind on my skin stopping time rightly
the promise of summer rushed through the black air a new sound to my ears yet it always was there
pulled into the driveway a little too soon I lost sight of the stars and the fingernail moon
the space between the mosque and home gives me a thrill more than any fair ride only peace like this can fill
“Tea Moment”
Unwinding by drawing a woman unwinding with a mug of tea. 🍵