Politics Tag

Humanity / 14.05.2017

I don’t know hate anymore. I know it exists but I personally have veered away from hateful thoughts, acts, deeds or words. It is a conscious choice I make when I wake up in the morning to be guided by love: loving thoughts, joyful deeds, and a pure heart. I am living in a space that God would have me reside. It is sacred and holy, where solitude has become my best friend and companion. There is a difference between solitude and silence, so do not mistake my silence as acceptance. My heart is ready to fight and my mind...

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Politics / 08.11.2016

There are many labels that can be placed on me- woman, person of color, Muslim immigrant, educator, bi-racial marriage, plus a slew of others. The label that I choose for myself is spiritual being. This defines my existence. I must always see a person first and foremost for their essence- the holy place where God, love, and humanity reside. As I walked into my local church and polling place, I carried my ancestors, my human ancestors that have given me the honor to let my voice be heard. There are countless souls who gave of life so many of us could...

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Politics / 15.10.2016

In the last year, I have heard more people on the news, on the radio, and in articles referring to our political climate as a circus- a spectacle of sorts here to entertain. Our family ran away with the circus 10 years ago and it is one of the best decisions we have ever made. The Great Y Circus in Redlands, California is the longest running, all volunteer based circus in the world. We just happen to choose this city to raise our kids and thank God we did! The circus has become our family. First, it’s long hours- days, weeks and...

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Humanity, Politics, Religion / 02.08.2016

Immigrating has never been an easy journey. As an immigrant from Pakistan, in the fall of 1979, where my family was comfortable in their surroundings to the harsh, bleak winter of Chicago was an extreme change. Besides the weather, there was the language, environment, norms, holidays, and so much more to adjust to. But the most fascinating were all the different people. In Pakistan we lived in a homogenous neighborhood, but in Chicago my six-year-old self delighted in the variety of human variations. There was an Italian family a few houses down the street who gave me my first taste of...

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