30 min

My Special Birthday Episode: Reflections, Vulnerability & Celebration The Celebration

    • Society & Culture

It is my birthday week!
Each year, I dedicate a podcast episode to speak reflections out loud.

To give sound to the inside,
So that vibrations can become lessons learned.

Wisdom is earned,
Creativity burns bright through consistency.

To be here for another year is a blessing.

Take the risk and go for it,
Or spend your 365th-day second-guessing.

Accountability over blame.

I’m grateful for the losses
and the gains.

For the downwind ease
And the uphill pain.

There is a release of worry,
When you can learn to taste the rain.

Each misstep a new campfire story.

The hurricane
And the boring.

Even amidst the turbulence
Finding pockets of stillness.

I give thanks
For the new smiles shining with brilliance.

I see now I’m supposed to feel all of this.
No hiding.

Sadness.
Mourning.

And then in the morning.
There you are everywhere.
In the air,
Alive in our memories.

Truly,
It is a blessing.
To be here for another year.

InshAllah.

Will you join me?
In celebrating my birthday?

I’d like to request a gift.

Will you share with me:

A memory.
A story.

Of how we met,
Of a time our lines crossed.
A moment we connected.

It would mean the world to me.

Thank you for being a part of my journey.

It is my birthday week!
Each year, I dedicate a podcast episode to speak reflections out loud.

To give sound to the inside,
So that vibrations can become lessons learned.

Wisdom is earned,
Creativity burns bright through consistency.

To be here for another year is a blessing.

Take the risk and go for it,
Or spend your 365th-day second-guessing.

Accountability over blame.

I’m grateful for the losses
and the gains.

For the downwind ease
And the uphill pain.

There is a release of worry,
When you can learn to taste the rain.

Each misstep a new campfire story.

The hurricane
And the boring.

Even amidst the turbulence
Finding pockets of stillness.

I give thanks
For the new smiles shining with brilliance.

I see now I’m supposed to feel all of this.
No hiding.

Sadness.
Mourning.

And then in the morning.
There you are everywhere.
In the air,
Alive in our memories.

Truly,
It is a blessing.
To be here for another year.

InshAllah.

Will you join me?
In celebrating my birthday?

I’d like to request a gift.

Will you share with me:

A memory.
A story.

Of how we met,
Of a time our lines crossed.
A moment we connected.

It would mean the world to me.

Thank you for being a part of my journey.

30 min