The World of Peace

[Author's note: I originally wrote this a while ago, but decided to post it on my blog anyway. I hope you enjoy it! And if you have read it already before, hey why not re-enjoy it! Thank you for your support, enjooooy!]

It was all white. I was surrounded by all white. But it wasn't any kind of white. It wasn't the type of white they paint walls with, nor the pure milk type of white. It was none of that. If I really had to describe it, I'd run out of words, for I believe none of the world's biggest dictionaries could contain the right words to describe it. However, since I am writing this, I'll give it a try. Maybe, I'd compare it to light, a soft and warm one, but that isn't accurate enough. How could I possibly describe a light that isn't too bright, nor too warm? A light that brings comfort, but yet gives you shivers all across your body, through every single layer of your skin? How could I describe a white, brighter than the clouds above my head and yet, which manage to bring solace to my heart? How? How could I describe all these things that seem to contradict themselves? How could I describe perfection?

That's where I believe I was. In the middle of some kind of perfection, beyond what I could comprehend. I was sitting in the middle of a white surrounding. However, despite the perfection, I was crying. Now, you might be asking yourself why would anyone be crying if they were in the middle of said perfection. Well, now that I think about it, I ask myself that too. I wouldn't have it any other way despite that. You'll see why.

As the tears streamed down my face and I couldn't bear the pain of this world anymore, I closed my eyes and found myself in, what I'll call for now, "The world of peace". But it wasn't a transition. It was a call. You know how it is when someone calls you, takes your hand and pulls you to them? That's what it was. I was being pulled. And it was scary. I cannot really be blamed, it is part of human nature to be scared of the unknown. Imagine yourself crying, mentally exhausted and fed up of the petty worries of the world and suddenly being pulled into a plain white world, almost feeling some kind of fear but yet immediately being comforted by an out-of-this-world peace. Yes, that's very unknown.

While this happens, my mind tries to take over and find some reasoning in the situation, some logical explanation. But somehow, deep down I knew that logic had no place here. I had to get rid of it. As the World of Peace was calling to me and my mind was debating whether or not I should accept its call, it hit me. I had to let go. Let go of my reasoning, of my mind, of the questions and the doubts, of the worries and the never-ending 'what ifs'. I had to let go, for my Lord was calling to me. So that's what I did. I let go.

I fell. I was falling. It was like falling, almost floating down an endless pit, feeling a warm breeze against my skin, letting my whole body, heart and soul fall and not feeling an ounce of fear because I knew, my soul knew that I was falling into the embrace of The Almighty. While falling I heard the doubts, coming to me as whispers, trying to convince me to grab onto something before I hit the bottom. The whispers made me smile. For little did they know that I wouldn't hit the bottom if He was on my side. He wouldn't let me.

تَوَكُّل‎.

Tawakkul. The ultimate Trust in Him. So many of us claim to have it, but do we really? It is easy to say, and I won't say it's difficult to achieve. It's rather easy to drift away from it. Trusting Allah means taking the fall, going beyond the whispers, beyond the doubts, beyond everything else. It means being convinced that He will not let you hit the bottom. And that doesn't mean life won't get hard for you. It means that no matter what difficulty you face, you will come out of. No matter how hard life hits you, it is for your own good. No matter how much pain you feel, it is for a better outcome in the end. This is Tawakkul. This is the Divine Trust.

Seek it. The World of Peace awaits.

I want you to ask yourself this question: what in the world could you fear if the Creator of it all Himself is on your side? If you still fear while He is by your side, be careful. For that probably means you are drifting away from it.

So, tell me, will you take the fall?