This life, this corporeal existence, is really about choosing to follow our egos, which is a detached entity with arbitrarily constructed perceptions, or our intuition which is the window to the divine. But that choice doesn’t have the significant impact we’d like to think. We like to believe that if we work harder and faster, that we can make something of the temporary blip on the radar that is our lives. And if someone doesn’t beat time and space before the time is up, well, that’s a wasted life.
How can we be so deluded as to think that something as ethereal and mysterious as life essence is subject to the validation of the masses? Because let’s be clear, when we think of making something out of our lives and leaving a legacy, we depend on the recognition of our works. Anything that can’t be quantified or labelled is not important. Life lessons carved from heartaches and lonely nights spent writhing in existential agony are useless. Unless you can bottle that and market it, then that’s when your experiences truly matter.
Loneliness is when you’re alienated from yourself
Solitude carries a negative connotation because perhaps we associate confinement and death to it
We were alone in the womb, and we’ll be alone in the tomb
So perhaps we want to break out of our corporal shell and be free by following our impulses
Perhaps we think that as long as we avoid ourselves, we avoid death
As if death can only meet us when we’re conscious.
Or we erroneously believe that solitude entails isolation, and that we either belong to a group or we dwell in solitude.
The unconscious is the only available source of religious experience. This in certainly not to say that what we call the unconscious is identical with God or is set up in his place. It is simply the medium from which religious experience seems to flow. As to what the further cause of such experience might be, the answer to this lies beyond the range of human knowledge. Knowledge of God is a transcendental problem.
Carl Jung, The Undiscovered Self
وَيَسْأَلُونَكَ عَن الرُّوح قُل الرُّوحُ مِنْ أَمْر رَبِّي وَمَا أُوتِيتُم مِّن الْعِلْم إِلاَّ قَلِيلاً
“And they ask you (O Muhammad ) concerning the Rooh (the Spirit); Say: ‘The Rooh (the Spirit): it is one of the things, the knowledge of which is only with my Lord. And of knowledge, you (mankind) have been given only a little.’ ”
A kind of letting go of worldly tethers, this month of Ramadaan is. A soul previously taxed by attachments and whimsical restlessness is given space to float in the metaphysical realm where the souls meet the divine in ethereal wonders.
A month where the mental noise of the mind is brought down a few notches, and the distractions of the dunya is relegated to the background.
A month that acts as an invitation to return to the portal of one’s soul and not be so caught up in what one desires and fantasizes of. To realize that the contentment sought in the approval of people and fame and money is right here, right now.
A contentment that lies in remaining still and reconnecting with one’s essence.
And because such a stillness is so encompassing, the ego finds it frightening to let one connect to it, for fear of missing out on the pursuits and obsessions that one is convinced would satiate them.
In a world that is so fast and instant, the only way to truly self-actualize and find your purpose is by slowing down to become grounded in the eternal.
يا أيتها النفس المطمئنة *
ارجعي إلى ربك راضية مرضية*
فادخلي في عبادي*
وادخلي جنتي *
(It will be said to the pious):
“O (you) the one in (complete) rest and satisfaction!*
“Come back to your Lord, Well-pleased (yourself) and well-pleasing unto Him! *
Enter you, then, among My honoured slaves,*
And enter you My Paradise!*