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We often praise the soft of heart. We rightly condemn those who are hard of heart. But the Believer's heart is somewhere in between. When too soft, like a sponge, it soaks up all and everything that it sees, hears, experiences, comes into contact with. Worse, it retains it as well. For that is what sponges do. Ibn al-Qayyim was complaining about doubts and issues once, and so was advised by Ibn Taymiyyah that he should not let his heart be like a sponge retaining all these doubts that he comes across in the seeking and protection of sacred knowledge. But he didn't tell him to make his heart hard. For that would kill it. No, he told Ibn al-Qayyim to make it *harder*, like glass, clear solid glass. It will then see the issue/doubt and understand it but it will not retain in as it passes over it and goes on its way. This is excellent advice in the matter of creed and theology ('aqidah) especially in our modern times with doubts over evolution and genetics and science and secular humanism etc. These matters can be refuted without letting them penetrate us. But as many as there are people affected by doubts in their 'aqidah, an equal number are affected by normal day-to-day events that impact on their emotions - that includes how soft or hard to be, how harsh or merciful to be, how much to grieve and how much to ignore and be "heartless" etc. We all live in difficult times. You don't need to live in a war-zone and have your children killed in front of you to be the only one deserving to be depressed. Sure, there are varying levels of trials, but we must never dismiss the middle class guy who loses his job or the "First World" sister who gets a divorce. Grief is universal and exists at every loss and turn in life and we need to manage that without denigrating or exaggerating the pain and challenges of others. Everybody hurts. Sometimes. But we *must* learn not to hurt *so* much. We must learn that grief is natural and permissible but never to the amount that it becomes paralyzing. There is divine wisdom in sanctioned mourning periods. There is divine beauty in those verses which remind us of the negligible value of everything in this world. If our softness when we rule, or our mercy when we judge, or our grief when we try to recover starts to affect our lives so much that our lives are forced to change, obligations are neglected, worship is affected and the rules are changed etc, then we need to re-examine our hearts. Our hearts are made stronger and more stoic when we reflect that this dunya is but a shooting star, and that every single painful event that occurs in our life is insignificant when seen in light of the bigger picture that is the Akhirah. So don't let your hearts become so soft like a sponge. Make it harder. Not like a stone, from which you cannot come back from and there is no room for manoeuvre, but instead like glass. Glass is solid and thus it will allow you to see and feel the pain of others and thus empathize and take care of them, it will not retain grief or the depression of the world just automatically, but it is of course fragile and breaks easily which can then be used to our advantage when it is needed for our hearts to be softer than usual. We were all given eyes to cry. But we were all born to eventually die. We must focus on our destination, not keep asking why.
Abu Eesa Nimatullah
Not everything is supposed to become something beautiful and long-lasting. Sometimes people come into your life to show you what is right and what is wrong, to show you who you can be, to teach you to love yourself, to make you feel better for a little while, or to just be someone to walk with at night and spill your life to. Not everyone is going to stay forever, and we still have to keep on going and thank them for what they’ve given us.
Emery Allen
I fight Rape Culture because When I told my ex boyfriend about my rape He ‘forgave’ me. I fight Rape Culture because I saw my baby sister age overnight As she told me about her best friend getting molested. I fight Rape Culture because My closest friend was abused as a child And he told nobody but me. It took him 13 years to open up. I fight Rape Culture because My friends admit to letting their partners fuck them when they don’t want it Then laugh it off as typical male behaviour. I fight Rape Culture because Saying that you’re raping someone is perfectly acceptable If you’re playing a video game. I fight Rape Culture because Men tell me they are insulted when women walking in front of them start to walk faster. As if their ego is more important than our safety. I fight Rape Culture because If I tell somebody their rape joke isn’t funny I am told that I’m uptight. I fight Rape Culture because It won’t die out Unless we kill it ourselves.
I Fight Rape Culture
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so many years of education yet nobody ever taught us how to love ourselves and why its so important
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A new language is a new soul
One of the manifestations of love is to read a book your beloved loves. It’s something so powerful - like looking through someone else’s eyes to see what they see. But what about learning a language your beloved loves? People learn the language of their beloved all the time. That is how strong love can be - that it gives you the motivation to give up a lot of time and energy and brain power and sanity. It makes you take on a lifelong task. But what about when you share each other’s mother/native/family languages. You have no problem understanding each other or even each other’s families and friends. Would you then commit to learning another language just because they love it? To gage another part of their soul? To see more of what their eyes see?
generosity
“Ibn Taymiyyah once said that the mother of all excellent virtues are four: generosity, bravery, deen and 'ilm.”
The ability to be generous is in itself actually truly brave. Everything around us, no matter where we look, makes our hearts want to become hard - because that’s the only way we feel like we can survive sometimes. Like what Chamfort said on his way to death: “.. je m'en vais enfin de ce monde, où il faut que le coeur se brise ou se bronze.” “I’m leaving this world where the heart must certainly break or turn to stone.” So just hold on to that generosity - even a smile or a kind word, or most importantly - and that truly is bravery.
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Let me be there
I get worried that you're carrying all of your worries alone. You keep thinking and thinking and all of that is building up. And you don't feel you can talk to anyone about it. I want to be the one who'll be your diary. I want to carry some of your pain. I want to lighten some of your pain. Let me be there
I swear by Allah, I deserve an apology from everyone who thinks I owe them an apology for the actions of those I have absolutely nothing to do with
everything that is happening all over this place we called earth... and then all the discourse around such atrocious events. لطفك ياااا لطيف يا ربي
netanyahu at the march??? seriously??????
C S Lewis
“Being in love is a good thing, but it is not the best thing. There are many things below it, but there are also things above it. You cannot make it the basis of a whole life. It is a noble feeling, but it is still a feeling. Now no feeling can be relied on to last in its full intensity, or even to last at all. Knowledge can last, principles can last, habits can last but feelings come and go. And in fact, whatever people say, the state called ‘being in love’ usually does not last. If the old fairy-tale ending ‘They lived happily ever after’ is taken to mean ‘They felt for the next fifty years exactly as they felt the day before they were married,’ then it says what probably never was nor ever would be true, and would be highly undesirable if it were. Who could bear to live in that excitement for even five years? What would become of your work, your appetite, your sleep, your friendships? But, of course, ceasing to be ‘in love’ need not mean ceasing to love. Love in this second sense — love as distinct from ‘being in love’ — is not merely a feeling. It is a deep unity, maintained by the will and deliberately strengthened by habit; reinforced by (in Christian marriages) the grace which both partners ask, and receive, from God. They can have this love for each other even at those moments when they do not like each other; as you love yourself even when you do not like yourself. They can retain this love even when each would easily, if they allowed themselves, be ‘in love’ with someone else. ‘Being in love’ first moved them to promise fidelity: this quieter love enables them to keep the promise. it is on this love that the engine of marriage is run: being in love was the explosion that started it.”
C.S.Lewis: To love
“To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements. Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket, safe, dark, motionless, airless, it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. To love is to be vulnerable.”
If someone was truly important to you, would you not make sure to keep in touch with them?