A Whisper of Gratitude
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Reflection on "تعظّموا تعلّموا"
I’ve often wondered why the words of some teachers reach not just the ears,
but the soul.
And now I understand.
Because b...
1 month ago
I always thought of myself a house. I always what I lived in. It did'nt need to be big. It did'nt even need to be beautiful. It just needed to be MINE. I become what I was meant to be. I built myself a life. I built myself a HOUSE.
Greetings,
ReplyDeleteThank you for this post.
Iqbal speaks so strongly to this point, and the consequences that we see in society and politics when materiality is deemed divorced from Spirit.
All good wishes,
robert