let the dream liberate you

Let the dream liberate you from day’s life

Walk through through the unseen world with spirit eyes

Eat spirit food and drink spirit water

Your imagination bleeds into the physical world

Creates a new reality every day

Every metaphor has DNA – signs from the Holy One

Don’t abandon your reason but let it be woven together with this inexplicable clairvoyance

Climb the tree of knowledge

Sit in its branches and gorge yourself on fruit

Yes, even this was the plan of the Planner

That we should fall from Grace

That we might best see the greatness of the Greatest

The One without question gave us doubt

What a gift!

Grapple with the complexity

You came to surrender to the search

Get drunk on fear thinking of how one day you suddenly die

And that ecstatic moment of transition will drink you in

The cosmic nothing will claim you once again


Instructions for Healing

Rise before dawn and drain

Watch for a hollow spot to form in the middle

The wound needs time to dry out

Notice the seepage

Toxic holdings release into the open space

Lightly rinse and squeeze 5 times a day or more

At sunset repack and cover

Keep squeezing throughout the night

Let it rest a little

Repeat for 29 to 30 days

For healing


I have run my hands over so many bodies

perhaps you never felt the spirit as it expands and contracts around the physical form

I don’t claim to know it, but I FEEL it

and can tell you where it hurts

and when it releases

And when the spirit heals, the body heals with it

Ya Kafi, Ya Shafi


Hold to me if I glimmer and shine, or wane and slip away from beauty

Steadfastness in love surely must please our Lord,

The One who blew us alive with ruh 

And suckled our yearnings as we set about digging up the earth

Sometimes at night, listening to your breathing, I imagine eternity

Just an ebb and flow of invisible essence coming in and going out

Contract, relax, repeat

Is that how nature hints at the mysteries of the Divine?

In a lover’s rhythmic embrace “I” forget myself

And wander in a warm winter’s darkness

Shhh! It’s a secret

Can I share with you my secret?

I’m tiiiired of men telling me my religion

I’m fed UP with anyone who treats me like I’m not smart enough to have an opinion

Like I’m not a learned scholar so my views had better fall in line

Pick a box called a madhab (we have four styles to choose from)

I’m bored with their preachy little same-isms

You’re telling me things never change? The world stays the same?

Maybe you wish it would, but brother get over yourself

This free flight of the woman takes off at dawn

Rises up to meet her Creator

Has a mind like wings that fly and a tongue like a whip

These words of this Holy Quran, these signs came for me

They dig around in the trenches of my soul, carve up my life

And God imparts great wisdom to this servant, like nothing you ever dreamed

So, man, shut your mouth and open your ears

For now, our time arrives – I mean the time of women, of free thinkers, of creative explorers

We will show you Islam

We will remind you of what got lost along the way

Get cozy too my brother – this may take a while