The start of something new

 Today is the start of something new, with notebook and a pen and large cup of americano, so warm and big like the ideas in my mind today. 

The past few days were so hard, I find myself unable to share or write in days like these, when I am struggling with kids at home and then I open the internet to wind down and be faced with all the news from all over the words, dark news, news of killing and raping and injustice, new of the raality of this world, it has so hard to function healthy. but I create this world on social media here, and in reality in my studio between paint brushes and pastels and book as a way to live daily, to runaway hopefully creating a better future for me and my family and kids, touching someone with this art. self express what I live and want to live. 

life is short and fast, and is unjust, and filled with hardship and cruelty and tears, it is not easy or bright like I intent to portray it, but then there is praying, there is worship, there is stories of Quran and prophets that touches me and move me like nothing else, there is  art and music and sunshine, there is stars and rain and cool wind at five AM in the morning, there is brain that think and analyze and that has magical powers. to adapt, to change to evolve, to grow.

I am determined to remind myself everyday, that is bubbly world I create is real, if we live in only the present moment, only in the now, doing our best and applying what is good, this Dunya is fast and worthless, what last is our words, actions and values.