RAMADAN MUBARAK CHUTNEY TAGS
I am so excited to finally be showing you guys these chutney jar tags I made for my Mum and Nani (grandmother). They attached these to the chutney jars they gifted out to friends and family at the beginning of Ramadan (they made almost 100 jars which is crazzyyyy)
If you've been following me on Instagram since last Ramadan/Eid then you may remember the oreo truffles + boxes that mum and I made to gift to everyone for Eid. It was an incredibly laborious task that took me way too many hours and I was adamant to not get myself into the same situation this Ramadan, despite how cute they turned out.
RR NO. 6 | KNOW THYSELF
Here we are, almost a third of the way into this month and one thought that is always on my mind is that Shaytaan is away. If Shaytaan is away, that means that everything that I do, is all myself. It's a pretty scary thought, because every big or small sin that I do, it's all on me.
I heard an analogy about this a couple of years ago, the sheikh said something along the lines of "if you stir a pot of soup, then stop stirring, what happens? The soup continues to go round the pot even though you stopped stirring it. It takes a while for it to stop completely and this is the same as when Shaytaan leaves during Ramadan." He has been conditioning us for so long, that when he leaves, we don't just stop.
I'll be starting a number of little blog series, I have so many thoughts i'd like to share with you all but I am always stuck on what/when and how to share them. The first blog series is Ramadan Reflections. I always find myself deeply reflecting on this life, myself and almost everything during this month and I want to share these reflection with you.
DOWNLOADABLE DU'A PRINT
Three free designs that you can download and print, reminding you to recite the du'a when you break your fast.
RAMADAN CALENDAR DOWNLOAD
In typical Naeema fashion, I am bringing you some Ramadan downloads a day before Ramadan (ok but all I have to say is, HOW IS IT ALREADY RAMADAN GUYS??!?!!! Seriously, where is the time going?)
The first download is a minimal Ramadan calendar, mostly because I am so not into those ones the Masjid hands out that have wayyyy too many ads...last year the one my mum had on her fridge the entire month had a really awkward ad for circumcision....who wants that on their wall/fridge for the whole month???
The calendar is available in midnight blue or dusty pink so take your pick (or be like me and use both because the indecisiveness is real). May this blessed month bring us closer to our Lord. May it be a month of reflection, change and growth. May we utilise these days to pray, pray more than we ever have for the Ummah, ourselves and the entire world.
wants vs needs
My mind has been a bit of a jumble lately.
Full of ideas, dreams, things I want to feel, do, be, see. It gets a bit overwhelming sometimes, especially living in a time where it feels like there are just not enough hours in the day.
I had to take a step back, write all my wants down and choose only the things I need. Sometimes it's better to focus on less things and do them immaculately rather than a million things that are done averagely and leave you feeling like you bit off way more than you could chew.
I'm still getting used to this and sometimes I find my to do list is full of items that aren't reallyyyyy necessary...baby steps though, right?
F despises social media and at the beginning of our marriage I found it a bit annoying. I spent a lot of time on social media. I called it work. I needed to be engaging with my followers, I needed to be posting multiple times a day, I needed to be on Instagram, Facebook, Snapchat. I felt like he didn't understand why I needed to be on social media and I could tell he would get a bit upset when I'd whip out my phone even though he wouldn't say anything.
We'd go out on the weekend and I'd stop an excessive amount of times to take a photo. Or ask him to take a photo...which would turn into "take another one from this angle" "wait, i'm going to go there you stay here and take it from this angle" "why didn't you tell me my scarf wasn't right" etc etc and you can imagine my not-so-Instagram-husband wasn't happy. Not going to lie, it was exhausting and ruining the precious time F and I got to spend together. I was stuck in this rut of "doing it for the gram" or making a beautiful moment into a "I need to capture the perfect photo for Instagram."
What I didn't realise is that F had actually liberated himself from the reigns of social media and, I, well, I was addicted.