By Hakim Abdul-Ali
Greetings to you, and I trust that you’re doing well, especially doing so with an amicable heart and a sound mind. Being peaceful and happy are goals we all should strive for each and every second of our existences.
From where I’m coming from today in my mind’s eye that sentiment can’t be overemphasized enough as I view some of the catastrophic things that are going on in some global “hue-man” beings’ lives throughout the world. Sadly, I say that knowing, all-too-well, that there’s probably no place in present day existence that’s not experiencing turmoil and grief in some form or the other, including your own communal realms of living.
Even with that being said, life is still definitely beautiful moving forward, moment by moment and day by day. That point of remembrance has me reflecting and praising God Alone in a natural state of spiritual awareness, in spite of many of the sorted unpleasant “hue-manistic” dramas and traumas of today’s living episodes that engulf some “hue-man’s” worlds of existences.
Right now, I’m positively reflecting on a more natural sensation of life and not dwelling on external negatives. That constructive thought process leads me to thinking (and spiritually reflecting) about now being alive in the fragile pristine arenas of life.
As I’m seriously reflecting in my own solo spheres of spiritual awareness, I feel honored to be here at this moment relishing how special and unique God Alone’s nature really, really is. In my present mindset, I’m reflecting about what an extraordinary time of the year that it is to be in when everything around us in nature seems to be reborn with an aura of rejuvenated freshness.
We casually called it spring, and it’s a cheery time of the year for me. It’s a flowering time of the year that makes me feel so blessed to see and feel so many spectacular things from the Creator Alone that simply humbles me.
If you’re reading this, I think about you and me being able to rise from temporary death called sleep one more time. And, for me, to be able to smell the budding scents of flowers bursting anew with resurgent life once again is a pleasure that is, in many ways, indescribable.
From one seasonal spring to this present springtime, I’m forever thankful to be here in this present time and space once again. I wonder how many of “The American People” and others elsewhere reflect on that scenario. Seriously, do you?
I know that I maybe asking a purely philosophical question of sort to you, but I’d like to challenge you to think about the precious beauty of a prime given seasonal time in existence called now. This particular moment in the living process is the season called spring.
As I look around us, I see the world in chaos just like it was during the previous winter, fall and summer seasons that followed last year’s springtime to the present time. Do you reflect on what changes have taken place in your own worlds of existences since last spring?
Ponder that for a stone cold moment in time and ask yourself what have you learned about yourself and others since then. You know that a lot has happened and some ethnic “colored” folk may have taken those occurrences in their own lives for granted.
Again, I respectfully hope that while you did, you contemplated what you’ve further learned about life-in-general, knowing that said knowledge only came about because God Alone allowed you to be here to experience same. That’s a very important consequence to reflect upon, and we should never, ever forget because some of us in “hue-manity” do.
Life is about growth in so many ways until you can’t possibly count them all. Being here in the springtime of any type of spiritual awareness is a natural gift to behold and is something covetous to always reflect upon, especially when looking ever-so-briefly at one’s past.
The naturally evolving seasons of the year are likened in my view to interpreting the various spiritual signs of understanding for a faithful seeker of truth because they indicate how life parallels, or mirrors, the changes we all go through in life. I’ll attempt to simply and explain further what I mean and where I’m coming from.
Listen, we, as complex created souls, all go through multifarious changes of untold dimensions, in some shapes, manners or forms, just like the natural circuitous seasons of the year. The seasons of the year, including the ripeness of springtime, are all different with diverse peculiar natural temperaments.
As I reflect upon that, I sense that all ethnic “hue-mans” are like that also, to some degree, with their own distinctive mind-sets and mental make ups. I hope that that’s not too difficult for you to follow or decipher.
Some ethnic “colored” folk are cold and harsh like a bitter winter’s night, while others are hot and temperamental like a muggy summer’s day. And, some of these folk are cool and groovy like the falling leaves of autumn and others still are as mellow and serene as the emergence of a soothing spring shower.
Which one of those natural scenarios describes your present or past temperamental mood(s) as you reflect upon the beauty of being present in the here and now? You don’t have to give me an answer right now, but just think about it while you remember that “Spring is a Time for Reflections.”
That metaphor also applies to the three other seasons of the year. Pray for and instill the spirit of “respect for all and hatred for none” during every “natural” moment, day, week, month and season of every year that you are alive to savor the miraculous gift of life in this phase of the living process. Seek peace and harmony with nature. For today and always, that’s, “As I See It.”