بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم


As-Salaam-Alaikum Beautiful and Beloved Asiatic Black Brothers and Sisters!

I recently made an update on Facebook about planting fruit seeds instead of throwing them away. Well, I think that is something worth preserving 🙂 so I thought it would be good to post a blog about it.

Just think Sisters and Brothers, if every time we ate a piece of fruit, we PLANTED the seeds as opposed to throwing them away! We would have an abundance of fruit in season and within reach at all times!

It is so easy, just take an old spoon or knife and dig a little hole, put it in the ground and cover it up. Water it if you want. But Allah (God) can take it from there.

If you don’t have the wherewithal to plant it, just drop it on some dirt. Drop it in the bushes. It will grow or it might not grow. BUT IT HAS A BETTER CHANCE THAN IF YOU THROW IT AWAY!

I walk alot and I trespass. Sorry. But curiosity is the mother of invention sometimes.

I was walking from Ontario and ended up in some city and can’t even remember the name. But I passed a house and the gate was open and I wanted so badly to see what the backyard looked like, but it wasn’t open enough and I didn’t want to get stuck. So, I didn’t go in the back of that house.

But I passed an even MORE beautiful house and the gate was open, so I went in. I went in the backyard and you could not even see the sky for the trees. There were HAWKS in these trees. But EVERY TREE BORE SOME TYPE OF FRUIT. Oranges. Lemons. Avocados. EVERY TREE. And there had to be at least fifty trees in this one backyard. EVERY TREE BORE FRUIT.

That just opened my eyes and changed my whole perspective.

I continued my walk and I passed houses that had orange trees in the front yard with hundreds of oranges, just there. I picked three or four and ate some juicy, delicious oranges on my walk.

Granted California is optimal land for fruit trees, but I don’t see what harm could come in planting seeds anywhere on the Earth. If Allah Wills, it will grow into a tree, or bush or vine. Just Plant The Seeds.

You will feel so good about yourself. And other people will see and be inspired to do the same! You just planted TWO seeds. One physical and one mental.

The Holy Qur-an uses the parable of the Tree to symbolize A Good Word and Good Deeds. Chapter 14:24, 25 reads, “Seest thou not how Allah sets forth a parable of a good word as a good tree, whose root is firm and whose branches are high,
Yielding its fruit in every season by the permission of its Lord? And Allah sets forth parables for men that they may be mindful.”

The fruits are only the fruits of our own good deeds. They are blessings which are based on our good deeds/words (good trees).

Fruits are some of the BEST foods we can eat. Let’s make them available for ourselves and our progeny. So what if you’re not there to reap the rewards? You will receive blessings in another form. Plant the seed it’s better than throwing it away.


بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم



Clear my Head

Think of You Instead

It’s Been So Long

But I Still See Your









❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤

* Check out Satchmo’s socks 😀 #gottaloveit!


بِسْــــــــــــــــــمِ اﷲِالرَّحْمَنِ اارَّحِيم


In the Name of Allah, The Beneficent, The Most Merciful

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 As-Salaam-Alaikum Dearly Beloved Asiatic Sisters!

I was thinking with the advent of Spring, I wouldn’t be crocheting any warm weather attire, but it’s been unseasonably cold the last couple of days and we even had rain a couple nights ago! So, I’ve been bundling up with my crocheted hats and scarves and whatnot, but I have yet to replace my gloves.

I decided to crochet some mittens and these are very simple so I thought I would share the tut with my Beloved Readers! I was going to make them without the bumps, but they are a part of the pattern so I kept them. And they ended up being the most fun part!

I used a smaller hook and crocheted the stitches tighter so my pattern is a bit different. I also crocheted more bumps.

Anyway, if you have the wherewithal to create these wonderful mittens, comment and post a picture. Share your talent! 😀




Chain 10
One Returning Chain
Row 1 – Ten Single Crochet in Backloop
One Returning Chain
Complete 24 more rows
Connect edges
Remove hook and turn inside out
Row 1 – 42 Single crochet across top
Row 2 – Bump, 5sc (single crochet), bump, 5sc, bump sc to the end of the round
*Bump* – insert hook into backloop, yarn over, insert hook into next backloop, yarn over, insert hook into next backloop, yarn over, pull through first loop on hook, yarn over, pull through two loops on hook, yarn over, pull through last two loops on hook, insert hook into last stitch, yarn over, pull through loops on hook
Row 3 – sc entire round
Row 4 – sc entire round
Row 5 – Five sc, bump, five sc bump, sc, bump, sc to the end of the round
Row 6 – sc entire round
Row 7 – sc entire round
Row 8 – Bump, 5sc (single crochet), bump, 5sc, bump sc to the end of the round
Row 9 – sc entire round
Row 10 – sc until 9 loops from first bump, chain 9, insert hook 9 loops from chain,  sc to the end of the round

Repeat pattern until desired length then decrease

*Decrease* Insert hook into backloop, yarn over, pull through, insert hook into next backloop, yarn over pull through, yarn over pull through all three loops


The Spiritual Properties of OLIVE OIL

بِسْــــــــــــــــــمِ اﷲِالرَّحْمَنِ اارَّحِيم


As-Salaamu ‘Alaikum Dearly Beloved Sisters & Brothers

Anyone who knows me knows I used to swear by Shea Butter, especially when my son was little. I used to use it for cuts, scrapes, burns and whatnot. It even worked when I put it on my cheek in the event of a toothache! And it’s skin softening properties go without saying.

However, I had a Muslim Brother (r.i.p.) who once told me that his mom used to swear by Olive Oil in the same way I used Shea Butter. I never forgot that little jewel even though I kept using the Shea Butter.

Well, after becoming homeless, the Shea Butter was much less accessible and the Olive Oil started looking pretty appealing. So, I bought some in the Shea Butter’s stead and was and am very pleased with the results.

Not to mention “The Good Samaritan” qualities associated with it. Right? I’ve been carrying it around with me and have had the opportunity to share it with people I’ve come in contact with who needed a little salve. I also seem to recall it being used by Prophet Isa (Jesus) on somebody’s feet or whatnot and also in other places throughout the Bible. So one would have to conclude that Olive Oil is not only good for physical healing but spiritual healing as well.

I bear witness.

After applying it to my skin after showering, and I must add here, that it is not at all greasy, as you might think – not nearly as greasy as Shea Butter. You can apply it to your hands and then pick up a book and not leave a fingerprint!

But back to its spiritual healing properties…. After applying it to my whole body, I went about my business as usual. Shortly thereafter, an event occurred that under regular circumstances would have really discomfited me.

But just as my blood started to heat, I could physically feel the Olive Oil I had applied on my skin begin to go to work, and I immediately began to feel a sense of calmness over my whole body!

It was unbelievable but true, Sisters and Brothers. I felt relaxed and at peace, whereas otherwise I would have felt agitated and annoyed and I knew it was only due to the Spiritual Healing Properties of the Olive Oil I had applied. Al Hamdulillah!

I carry the small bottle in my purse and have decided when (if) I make my body butter again to only use Olive Oil as my oil.

But, I’ll probably just keep on using the pure Olive Oil. I like the perks! 😀


p.s. I only use the Extra Virgin  ^.^

It is also nice to add fresh ROSEMARY to give it a sweet smell,
Or you can always purchase flavored Extra Virgin Olive Oil. I’m using lemon flavored right now and it’s fab!


بِسْــــــــــــــــــمِ اﷲِالرَّحْمَنِ اارَّحِيم

We Wear the Mask

We wear the mask that grins and lies,
It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes,—
This debt we pay to human guile;
With torn and bleeding hearts we smile,
And mouth with myriad subtleties.
Why should the world be over-wise,
In counting all our tears and sighs?
Nay, let them only see us, while
       We wear the mask.
We smile, but, O great Christ, our cries
To thee from tortured souls arise.
We sing, but oh the clay is vile
Beneath our feet, and long the mile;
But let the world dream otherwise,
       We wear the mask!
As-Salaamu ‘Alaikum Dearly Beloved Sisters (& Brothers 😉 )
If you have been following my blog, you know that I am very fond of The Harlem Renaissance and as a Black homemaker and homeschooler, we must educate our children on their own history. So, I am going to share with you my studies into The Harlem Renaissance and its “players.”
Being from L.A. and an avid jazz lover, I am particularly proud of the Dunbar Hotel on Central Avenue. So much so, that when I found out about a musical concerning the famous historic site, I went to any means so that I could be a part of the audience.
The musical featured a “Dunbar” character and it really piqued my interest in the man.
I Googled him and learned that he died before the said Harlem Renaissance even began, but he undoubtedly, like the owners of his namesake hotel, influenced many of its writers.

Biography of Paul Laurence Dunbar

Paul Laurence Dunbar poetDunbar was born in Dayton, Ohio to parents who had escaped from slavery; his father was a veteran of the American Civil War, having served in the 55th Massachusetts Infantry Regiment and the 5th Massachusetts Colored Cavalry Regiment. His parents instilled in him a love of learning and history. He was a student at an all-white high school, Dayton Central High School, and he participated actively as a student. During high school, he was both the editor of the school newspaper and class president, as well as the president of the school literary society. Dunbar had also started the first African-American newsletter in Dayton.He wrote his first poem at age 6 and gave his first public recital at age 9. Dunbar’s first published work came in a newspaper put out by his high school friends Wilbur and Orville Wright, who owned a printing plant. The Wright Brothers later invested in the Dayton Tattler, a newspaper aimed at the black community, edited and published by Dunbar.

His first collection of poetry, Oak and Ivy, was published in 1892 and attracted the attention of James Whitcomb Riley, the popular “Hoosier Poet”. Both Riley and Dunbar wrote poems in both standard English and dialect. His second book, Majors and Minors (1895) brought him national fame and the patronage of William Dean Howells, the novelist and critic and editor of Harper’s Weekly. After Howells’ praise, his first two books were combined as Lyrics of Lowly Life and Dunbar started on a career of international literary fame. He moved to Washington, D.C., in the LeDroit Park neighborhood. While in Washington, he attended Howard University.

His wife Alice Dunbar Nelson was a famous poet as well. A graduate of Dillard University in New Orleans, her most famous works include a short story entitled “Violets”. She and her husband also wrote books of poetry as companion pieces. An account of their love, life and marriage was depicted in a play by Kathleen McGhee-Anderson titled Oak and Ivy.

He kept a lifelong friendship with the Wrights, and was also associated with Frederick Douglass and Booker T. Washington. Brand Whitlock was also described as a close friend. He was honored with a ceremonial sword by President Theodore Roosevelt.

He wrote a dozen books of poetry, four books of short stories, five novels, and a play. He also wrote lyrics for In Dahomey – the first musical written and performed entirely by African-Americans to appear on Broadway in 1903; the musical comedy played successfully toured England and America over a period of four years – one of the more successful theatrical productions of its time. His essays and poems were published widely in the leading journals of the day. His work appeared in Harper’s Weekly, the Saturday Evening Post, the Denver Post, Current Literature and a number of other publications. During his life, considerable emphasis was laid on the fact that Dunbar was of pure black descent, with no white ancestors ever.

Dunbar’s work is known for its colorful language and use of dialect, and a conversational tone, with a brilliant rhetorical structure.

Dunbar traveled to England in 1897 to recite his works on the London literary circuit. He met the brilliant young black composer Samuel Coleridge-Taylor who some of his poems to music and who was influenced by Dunbar to use African and American Negro songs and tunes in future compositions.

After his return, Dunbar took a job at the Library of Congress in Washington. In 1900, Dunbar was diagnosed with tuberculosis, and moved to Colorado with his wife on the advice of his doctors. Dunbar died at age thirty-three on February 9, 1906 from tuberculosis, and was interred in the Woodland Cemetery, Dayton, Ohio.


بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم

As-Salaamu ‘Alaikum Beautiful and Beloved, Blessed Black Sisters!

This Lecture Series Delivered by the Last and Greatest Messenger of Allah, The Honorable Elijah Muhammad (May the Peace and Blessings of Allah forever Be Upon Him) is the most comprehensive exegesis of his entire messengership.

Here is the first lecture.

I had to divide it into parts. But they are all very short. The entire lecture is about two hours.