In the name of Allah, and may the peace and blessings be upon His beloved Prophet Muhammad, I say these words.
Truly in the body there is a morsel of flesh which, if it be whole, all the body is whole and which, if it be diseased, all of it is diseased. Truly it is the heart!
Late last night, I sat alone, pondering on my past, my present, and my unknown future. My past – my history – will always be the largest and most personal resource of experiences, thoughts, and emotions for self-realization. As I look back I see with complete clarity my evolution through the different phases of my life; every person, trial, and experience has touched me in one way or another and helped form the man I am today. Although I am proud of who I am, I could be Read more…
I mentioned in my previous post that I will try to practice ‘clearing my mind’ in order to focus on any particular matter that needs to be addressed; amazed am I at how soon thereafter I benefited. One of the many threads of thought troubling me was that of one lingering between my heart and mind; the thought of a woman I am / was in love with. After clearing my mind and reseting my senses I was able to blow away some of the clouds affecting my vision, and focus. 
The last few weeks have been restless, sleepless, and lonely for me. What is it that causes a man to endlessly toss and turn at night, and not be able to doze off into a sleepy wonderland? Long has it been since I’ve been able to embrace a pillow and close my eyes with a frownless face. Long has it been since my body felt a strong heart beat. Tonight I want to sleep and dream; dream of better days to come (God willing). 
How similar love is to a painting, a poem, a sculpture, or any other form of art. Have we not splashed colors into the life of our love? Do we not swoon our love with words that strike the heart? Do we not mold her life for the better? Do the best works of art not have an inspiration or a story behind it? Such are the artistic expression of love; art in its purest and most expressive form inspired by the one you love. Everyone has a painting or another of love, but only few have produced what may be called a master piece of Love.
I was reading through some ahadeeth (sayings of the Prophet Muhammed peace be upon him), when I came across this:
This morning before heading to work I decided to sit and read a piece on the signs of love written by a scholar of the past (Ibn Hazm rahimahullah), and so it inspired me to write a brief contribution on what I believe some signs of love may be. This may also serve as a tool to others to determine where they lie on the spectrum of Love with their partner; love can range from simply caring about a person or a stranger’s well being just as we all do for not only our brothers and sisters in Islam, but even our brothers and sisters in humanity, to a soaring love that blinds you from everything and everyone around you with the exception of your beloved, where nothing else in this world matters but their utmost happiness. These signs of love refer to the latter end of the spectrum. 