Shelter is a place of refuge from the elements, an escape from the chilling embrace of winter. I envision the warmth of a cinnamon fireplace, of cobbled stone and children snuggled under wooly throws, while icicles peer in through windows with half…
In matters of the Dunya, I have learned that where I am is best, not where I want to be. By embracing the now, one is free to sculpt their future. Otherwise, one is embroiled in fixing a moment that…