Sometimes I wake up feeling like the whole world is asking me to rush... to do, to achieve, to compare, to become someone.
But my heart whispers: βPause.β πΏ
Recently, I reread the verses from Surah Ash-Sharh:
"Indeed, with hardship comes ease. Indeed, with hardship comes ease." (94:6)
And these words became my anchor. Because life moves in waves.
Sometimes itβs vibrant, like the streets of New York;
Sometimes itβs quiet, like a morning in a Kyiv park.
Iβm learning to embrace it all β the highs, the stillness.
There is Blessing in the pause. Mercy in the silence. Light in simplicity.
βοΈ
Do you hear the meaning between the lines,
or do the days carry you away too?