Many things happen here in Morocco and around the world… a lot of beautiful things, but also shocking ones, mashaallah…
I feel very sorry for the things that happened not far from here about two weeks ago, and I feel with the people who suffer.
These events are really NOT moroccan, they are not mirroring the right image of this country and its hospitable people – I can tell you!
I live here since more than 15 years and really, terrorism and atrocities are not part of the Moroccan’s way of life.
They ALL love to welcome visitors, they love to chat and drink tea with people from all over the world.
I know and believe that Morocco is a safe country to travel and live in. It was and still is and will be, inchaallah.
Yes, there is cruelty in this world. This is a reality. In our personal surroundings, on regional and international level. And sometimes this fact pushes me to the edge of depression, to sadness and hopelessness, astaghfirullah.
But, subhanallah, there is also so much beauty around, so many little seeds of hope.
I see divine order in everything. I begin to understand that all and everything is for the highest good of all who are afflicted.
I try to find peace and strengh in faith and I concentrate on the positive.
I accept that I do not have to understand it all and that I cannot and I do not have to change all things.
But instead of constantly talking about negative news to each and everyone, I can choose not to add to the horror and evil, I can choose to send out only good news.
I ask myself: how can I help to better the situation with the possibilities I have? What part do I have to play in this game? What is my mission as a human being, as part of society, as a believer?
I can strenghten my belief in God’s perfect plans and share it with others. I can begin to spread out love, prayers and blessings.
Instead of blaming and lamenting I can choose to be a positive example of love and light to my family, my nighbours, colleagues…
I can visualize the good. I can dream about a healed and peaceful world.
I can send blessings of peace even to the wrong-doers, knowing that we all need love in order to show our best…
I trust in Allah’s wisdom and know that faith and positive thinking can help to better the world and turn everything for the good, inchaallah.
Happy Winter to you. May 2019 be a year of peace and light to all.
May He shower His blessings over the worlds!! Ameen.
I turn to You my Lord, Allah, Creator of all things
– show me what I need to know in this situation
and what needs to be done by me – for the highest good of all concerned.
The best source of guidance and clarity is the Muslim’s istikhaara prayer.
The trees are still green, some already yellow – the beauty of Autumn as usual in late Octobre …
and then suddenly Winter came this weekend … snow and ice-cold!
I think we might have to prepare for a long winter…
electricity comes and goes and I’ll try to use this week of school holidays for a makeover of our home: to create some coziness, inchaallah.
And I have prepared a little gift for you – every day of this week a picture of beauty and a dose of positivity… affirmations that really help me to go though my days and empower me to accomplish the things I have to do, subhanallah.
I hope they’ll give you as well that dose of positivity we all need sometimes.
this winter is a real one…. every week masses of new white…. the holidays are over now, but we could’t start school because of the storm, cold and immense snowfall – streets are closed, electricity not always working and water frozen – even in the desert and other unusual places of Morocco, they have an onset of winter and cold this year…
alhamdulillah, this is great for nature, a promise for a rich fruitful summer inchaallah
– and we pray that everybody finds some comfort, warmth and shelter these days…
personally, I am so soooo thankful that hubby is with us at home, alhamdulilllah, living through these homey days (mostly spent in the kitchen, where it is warm), providing us with wood, food and the ceritude that he is by my side when baby decides to quit my womb and to enter the winter world out here, inchaallah – actually I feel like a brooding hen, not very much moving since three weeks, persistently waiting ….
It’s this time of “in between” – the “zwischen”
– Neither here nor there. Your old self and your new self, balanced on the edge of a pregnancy. One foot in your old world, one foot in a new world; when the opening begins –
as Jana in the mothering magazine describes it so well….
When it’s cold outside, cloudy and grey, often one of the best things to occupy ourselves is by working in the kitchen: the kids love to participate; it’s a nice moment spent together, to transfer and share knowledge, to learn and laugh (most of the time); and in the end we have a useful outcome and the stove or oven keeps the house warm…
In these cold times, and especially during pregnancy, I often crave for food from my childhood.
And since I am half Czech and born very near to the Swiss border, I grew up with potato pancakes.
They are very famous in both countries and the recipes vary only little. In Swiss style they are known as “Roesti”, in Czech style as “Bramborak”.
We eat them with sweet cinnamon applesauce, with kraut or cabbage, and with tomato salad.
here you can find a variety of different recipes: