In a few short days, I’ve realized how unnatural our daily lives are. How we neglect our own natural states and deny the natural rhythmic patterns of our bodies.
Fajr. Sleep. Breakfast on the run, if any. Commute to work, possibly late. Stress out on the way to work. Worry about every ring on the cell phone being your boss. Drink coffee Get stuff done from three weeks ago, which you should have done three weeks ago. Lunch, late lunch, or no lunch at all. Wind down from lunch, usually ate too fast or too much. Pray dhuhr, possibly late, or close to asr, since you were too exhausted from lunch to do it earlier. Guzzle more coffee to make it to 3. Wondering at three if you’ll make it to five. Wake up at four and wonder what happened since three, and how you got away. If you got away. Finally at 5 realize that you need to do asr. Maybe you can do it when you get home. Maybe you’ll make it home in time. Get home…bring home stress…maghrib….isha…sleep….wake up and repeat.
Just you think it:
What if we lived by the rhythm of our hearts? Waking for fajr, and staying up to live life. Minding the day, yet eagerly awaiting salah. Eating the necessary, and sleeping the necessary. Productivity would rule. Energy would flow from every limb, instead of exhaustion. Goal-driven, salah-based, stress-free…life.
What if we lived by the adhan?
Alhamdulillah, there’s a few places in this world where people actually do.
I’m beginning to think this is how it was designed to be.
“…and nothing will satisfy the hunger of the child of Adam (AS), except dirt.”
-The Illumination of Guidance (صلى الله عليه وسلم)