DailyRi 039: Watching the Stars Align
I AM LEGIT WATCHING MY PATH UNFOLD IN FRONT OF ME.
the stars are aligning left & right, & it has been so humbling to finally be able to let go & let god.
today, yasmeen & i recorded for the Dearborn Girl podcast (dropping this spring), & i can’t tell you how amazing it felt. creating a space for & by Dearborn has been something i’ve wanted to do since i was a 16 year old Fordson girl. here i am, 10 years later (still fordson AF lol), living the life of my dreams. #theDGTakeOver
we had the pleasure of talking to two Dearborn Girls who are just as proud to be daughters of Dearborn, & i can’t even describe in words how affirming that felt. I truly believe that other people in our community just need permission to be proud of who we are, & unfortunately, most messages & influences around us are telling us otherwise.
this week was a spiritual experience for me. so many challenging moments that i now see were designed to bring me closer to my “why,” & make it absolutely clear to me why i am doing what i’m doing. had a dream a couple days ago that my dad gently grabbed my face, & proudly kissed my forehead & cheeks several times. no words, just kisses. i haven’t dreamt about the man of my dreams in a while, & i woke up feeling like the luckiest girl in the world.
earlier this week, i had a super challenging interaction with a professor who used the term “terrorist” in a class lecture to talk about innocent palestinians in the west bank. i am going to delve deeper into the details of this story in my solo episode of the podcast, but that moment in class brought me back to how i used to feel when my white teachers would defame my father’s (their boss’) character with me sitting before them in the classroom, simply because he had the audacity to be an arab muslim leader. in these moments, i used to feel helpless, ashamed, scared, & confused. i hated myself every day for not knowing how to defend him, for not understanding how to regain control of our narrative.
i didn’t allow myself to be that helpless girl this week. i finally spoke up. & my professor has already issued a written apology & will be verbally apologizing first thing in class tomorrow. i didn’t play games this time, because words matter. & i’m still not over the word-weapons used to stab my family members & other arabs/muslims on a global scale. i won’t be over it until we take back ownership of the mic & start telling our stories for ourselves.
hence, the podcast.
i feel so humbled, so blessed & just perpetually grateful to be so intricately connected to my purpose. today truly felt like i was walking proudly in it. there is no more room for doubt when the stars keep aligning like this
ONE DAY IN & I ALREADY FEEL LIKE I’M DOING WHAT I WAS CREATED TO DO.