Growing up, there was a real disconnect between my spirituality and physical acts of worship because I really didn’t know where I was and who I wanted to be. But, the older I get, the more I realise that I want to be for others who I needed as a child. Part and parcel of being this person for me is definitely being able to create resources and opportunities that are accessible for all.
I remember my mother coming over and saying something I don't think I'll ever forget: "I know it hurts to give up, but you have to know when to cut the cord. That's part of growing up".
But, it took me a long time to learn that the people in our lives extend a hand out of love, not out of compulsion. It took me an even longer amount of time to learn to accept this in my life.
I remember my mother coming over and saying something I don't think I'll ever forget: "I know it hurts to give up, but you have to know when to cut the cord. That's part of growing up".
But, it took me a long time to learn that the people in our lives extend a hand out of love, not out of compulsion. It took me an even longer amount of time to learn to accept this in my life.
Wrapped in her warmth, I ask myself, if what the generations before us did was to survive in this foreign world, will they forgive me for breaking these traditions that tie us down? Will they forgive me for no longer needing to survive but to live instead?

Ayesha Khanom

Sometimes a teacher, sometimes a student, but mostly caffeinated. This blog is a terrible attempt at writing out my thoughts - think of it as the 'comments, complaints, and suggestions' section of my brain. Nevertheless, I hope that some of these words will find a place in your heart and will stay with you even when I do not. If you'd like to get in touch, send me a message on Instagram or leave a comment on one of these posts and I'll get back to you at the best possible time.

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