MOM

Just how, we were once in our mothers’ wombs. We had peace and tranquillity there, time, space and nutrients to grow. Protected from the outside world that we can not yet live in, whilst at the same time veiled from all the work, effort and sacrifice our mothers do, in order to facilitate our life in the womb. Such as preparing a marriage, a house, a baby room, a cot, the finance and planning, etc, etc. The heartaches and worrying, the constant consideration of us whilst before we enter the womb, whilst in the womb and after we leave the womb. Unconditional, undying love, who can measure? Perhaps only Allah, hence why Allah places our Mothers after him, in first position, second position and third, leaving no podium spaces for the Fathers of this world.

In the womb, you get all the joys and peace. Yet outside, everything is sacrificed. Can only eat, drink and do things allowed and not do things no allowed. Strictness upon themselves that they do for you cause of you. Not for themselves alone or because someone else tells them to do. For Nine Months, they can not do anything, literally!

Then after leaving the Womb, still, our Mother’s body is literally providing for us. They must take care of themselves, so that their milk for you is not spoiled, but is rich. They can not sleep when you can not sleep and must wake when you wake. Now, without the protection of the womb, they have to stretch themselves even farther. When you can crawl, even farther and when you can walk, yet farther, till you can run… they are almost overstretched already.

Yet no… they still try to keep stretching, even when you see yourself as completely separate from your mother’s body physically. Yet no… we are still in a womb, the womb of the heart. Look again, at the stunt of the house party. The Womb is the workplace your mother struggles in. The Womb is the House your mother maintains. The bills that she pays, the clothing, the food, etc. The kitchen in which she slaves, the ironing, the cleaning, the washing, the laundry, etc.

Just like, when you are in the Womb, if you were to try to get a bit too ambitious like Stewie. If you wanted to get out of the womb, or try to control how much you give and take from the Umbilical Cord, you would kill your mother and thus kill yourself. Now with the house party, you know, you could have killed your mother, the heart attack. The fear of anything could have happened, her work, social services, etc, etc. Thus, in doing so, you would have killed yourself, and dragged down the whole family together too. Yet just like in the womb, how oblivious you are of things beyond that protective and nourishing wall, so to you are, as a grown up living under your mothers house. Do you work? Or pay bills? No? Then what can you really know.

I have already told you about the three levels of knowing. You can know of the Knowledge on one level, the Witnessing on a higher level and an Experience on the highest of levels. Sometimes our Moms when telling us things, we remark, “I know”, and they reply “No you don’t, you think you know, but really you don’t!”

They have witnessing and experience, of things you only know through knowledge. Real knowledge, where one has that of one witnessing and experiencing, they are more awake to reality, yet with just the knowledge in the mind through reflection and contemplation, there’s room for doubt and angles gone uncovered.

You know about terrible things that happen to young people. Yet what terrible things have happened to you in relative comparison? You knowing of such things give you a certain attitude. Yet, those people who have witnessed such things have a more profound attitude, which changes the way they are. Those who have unfortunately had to experience to learn, they are changed forever. Do you want to have to rely upon experiencing such things? If you do not use your intellect, that which Allah has granted you, correctly as Allah wishes, then you will have to be given more to think about… such as a witnessing or an experience, to wake you up to realisation.

Heaven is at the Feet of the Mothers, our Mothers. Heaven is not even above the feet of our mothers, yet we take our own heads above the heads of our mothers, our own tongues above the tongues of our mothers, when really our heads should be below the feet of our mothers. So look well, look true.

Listen to what is said to us, and may Allah take us by the hand.

Amen