This is a poem that was written by Martha Medeiros, a brazilian writer and journalist. This was originally published in Portugese with the title "A Morte Devagar" which translates to "A Slow Death". Here is a translation of the original poem into English. A Slow Death (A Morte Devagar) by Martha Medeiros It’s a slow... Continue Reading →
One of the great Sufi Masters, Junnaid, was dying. His chief disciple came close to him and asked softly, ″Master, you are leaving us. One question has always been in our minds. Who was your Master? This has been a great curiosity among all your disciples because we have never heard you talk about your... Continue Reading →
[ Note : The post is about death. If you are grieving the loss of a loved one, or have been suicidal at some point in your life or bear some raw wounds around death, this post might have some statements that can appear insensitive and provocative. Perhaps you can skip this post. ] Imagine... Continue Reading →
Many of us die even before our bodies are dead. Our bodies go through the motions of life, but our spirit is not really living. Some are absolutely dead inside, some are partially dead.