“If a fly falls in the vessel of any of you, let him dip all of it (into the vessel) and then throw it away, for in one of its wings there is a disease and in the other there is healing” (Translation of Sahih Bukhari, Volume 7, Book 71, Number 673)”

Journey to Islam.

I am a fly. Weakness and strength reside within me. Allow me to develop my whole mind and to release the cure for the disease that I produce.

As much as I focus on the obstacles in the outside world, I know that they can never truly stand in my way. Society is powerless on my journey. Friends are powerless and not even my family is truly capable of stopping me. It’s not the outside world that keeps my cure suppressed. It is I.

I stand on the edge of what feels like a cliff. I have wings. I can fly. But I choose to stand

I stand and imagine what it would be like if I did spread my wings. If I did release my worldy fears. And I revel in the joy that this dream brings to my mind. Freedom. Peace. Love.

So what stops me? Weakness.

A million steps have led me to this point. Now just one more remains. Weakness must turn in to strength. I must be willing to change.

I am a fly. I carry under one wing a disease and under the other an antidote. Soon I will jump. Soon I will fly. And soon I will heal the disease that I produce.