Daybreak Press

Four ways to care for your inner writer, no candles needed Like other kinds of art, writing asks us to transform our feelings, experiences, and ideas—abstractions that only exist in our mind—into a concrete form that can be experienced by others. That is difficult and important work! How can we make sure to take care

Fajr finds a choir of morning birds serenading me.Would that I could trade them for the velvet cooing of the mother doveWho lives on my window ledge in Syria, four stories up. “Ithikreeni Da’iman,” calls Damascus“Remember me always”And I do. I long for the soft invitation of the athaan at fajrFloating, beckoning on clear morning

Think about the last time you settled in with a good book, a steaming cup of coffee in hand. It’s a universal ritual of comfort and focus. Now, let me ask you a question that might seem strange: What does that cup of coffee have to do with a polymath who lived in Baghdad over

“You live here now, you can take all of that off.”     
I untangle the dark thread of your bias from around my heart, and discard it. Turn.          

After years of yearning for a child, I bend in prayer and feel the first flutter of her movement.
I reach my hand out to the golden thread of gratefulness and wrap it around my heart. Turn.