In love with Islam

Help, help, help ! Can somebody help please ?

I have utterly fallen in love with Islam …

How so, why then - this is at the least something quite unforeseen ?

Well yes, I really cannot help it, you know, it just happened to me one day, before I had a chance to realize there would not be any real chance of going back … after having had a taste of this enormous charge of honey that suddenly fell upon my soul and covered it all, so sweet to the tongue, so sweet to my heart … who could ever have warned me about this total shock of beauty, so pleasing to the palate, so ready-to-eat ? 

Could the muslim brother walking down the street, well absorbed in his self consciousness, going straight for his aim without throwing a single glance left nor right, and certainly not planning to pay any attention to a western woman passing by, have warned me about this ?

Or could it have been that muslim sister there, so well wrapped in her neatly arranged hijab, all in line with the latest fashion rules and really in no need to entertaining even the smallest of contacts with the lost and searching souls wandering around in this society, in which everything goes, everything can be bought and is totally acceptable … except for that heart-to-heart dialogue which happens to be so essential for me to be able and solve my most important questions, since today we actually do not have the right to address a stranger, unless it be for some simple, easy to resolve matter, usually of the material type ?

Where were they, those people who might have made me realize the overturning power of this treasure that has been too well hidden, too badly put to use for too long, the one every real believer is supposed carry around with him/her all the time, before I got to the point of burning myself at its direct and unprepared touch ?

Why did I have to spend 30 years waiting and searching in the greatest void, before finding the key to recognize this thing that carried in its words that were unreadable to me before, the secret of my life, the secret of my self, the secret of all I ever wanted to know about god, the unique one ?

Nothing can explain this to me, but what I found is much bigger than my grief for all the lost time - a comfort that exceeds all the comforting thoughts I might have been able to provide myself with - because at every moment, I have the choice to share out this treasure I now find alive within me, undividable as it is, because it can never diminish from the act of sharing … Allah's love, too great and too heavy for me to be able to survive if I should try to carry it inside of me, hidden away … how on earth do people do this ? Anyway, I do not really wish to find out - just give me my freedom of expression, get connexted with what pleases you here and reverbs in your heart as well, and let's work together to the advantage of as many people as we can possibly reach.

Let's drink this wonderful honey, all free as it is, let's digest it well and find our divine connection in it, let's permit it to revive our original nature and motivation to turn this world into the near paradise it really could be !

Ghaliya