It’s special to be special The stars whispered your name before you were born …
You walk like thunder under a sky unsure of rain Your eyes flicker, sunlight through fast-moving clouds
The world watches They name your storms, chart your brightness Forget the stillness in your quiet seas
Your laughter bursts like spring rivers Then vanishes into frozen fields
You are not broken You are a rare sky with weather only some learn to love …
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Have you ever spent time with someone who has bipolar disorder? What was it like to be around them during their depressive episodes or manic phases? Did you notice anything in particular about how they acted or how it made you feel?
You might say it’s easy for me to say this But let me put on your shoes and step into your struggles your pain your heartaches your betrayals your despair and your losses
Even then, with all of it held in my heart, I’ll still say this:
Smile, my friend. No matter what
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What if this one small smile is the first light breaking through? You never know. So Smile always, my dear! No matter what!
Allow yourself to be as messy as you need. It doesn’t matter as much as you think, it doesn’t define you. What others or even you see as chaos doesn’t take away from your worth or who you truly are
And in this moment, an idea arrives gently, like a tide: Jian Bird Creates’s next Mindful Drawing Moments will be inspired by the Greek word Meraki, a beautiful reminder to create with soul, with love, and with heart, even when it’s messy
Unlearn the need to be perfect Learn to embrace imperfection
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Little Mermaid in Maldives, 17 April, 2025
I’m in the Maldives right now, and I never imagined I could fall so deeply in love with the blue, aquamarine shades of the ocean
This corner of the Indian Ocean is casting a strange kind of magic within me, washing away the noise, softening my thoughts, and filling me with a calm I didn’t know I needed
Sometimes, all it takes is water, sky, and silence to remember who we are beneath it
If you love the ocean, don’t miss the Maldives, its turquoise beauty will stay in your heart forever …
Why is love so sweet? Maybe love is sweet because it doesn’t ask to be explained It shows up in the smallest gestures A glance held a little longer A smile that stays even after you’ve looked away …
When I write ‘I♥️’ I’m not writing a word I’m pointing toward you … Toward the way your presence softens the edges of my day … Toward the way love makes ordinary moments glow … You are what I mean Without needing to say anything more …
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After quite a while, I’ve written something that resembles a love poem, if it can be called that
The words came to me unexpectedly. I suddenly thought, ‘Why is love so sweet?’ And just like that, the rest flowed through me as if it had been waiting all along
On a different note, I’ve recently been watching the Netflix series When Life Gives You Tangerines’ and maybe, in its quiet moments and tender storytelling, it’s been softening something in me, opening a space where words like these could return
Funny question! Have you seen this Netflix series, ‘When Life Gives You Tangerines?’
‘যার যার গল্প, তার তার কাছে তীব্র সত্য!’ ‘Each person’s story is an intense truth to them.’
Lately, I’ve been reflecting on how often we compare struggles and pain, as if one person’s suffering is somehow more valid than another’s. But the more I look around, the more I realize: every soul carries something heavy
What breaks one heart might barely shake another, not because one person is weaker, but because we all come from different stories. Different pasts. Different support systems. And that’s why empathy matters so deeply
Society often teaches us to appear strong, to move on quickly, to say things like, ‘At least it’s not worse,’ or ‘Others have it harder.’ But those words, even when meant kindly, can shut someone down. They create distance, when what we really need is connection
Empathy isn’t about fixing. It’s about feeling with. It’s about sitting beside someone and saying, ‘I may not fully understand, but I’m here with you.’
Empathy is not just emotional intelligence; it’s a spiritual practice, a way of mirroring Divine compassion in a world that often rushes past quiet suffering
In my faith, His mercy, ‘Rahmah’ is infinite. He sees every hidden struggle, every silent tear. Only God truly knows the weight of our burdens. Only He sees the full picture of our hearts. And He calls on us to reflect that mercy in how we treat one another
The Prophet Muhammad (peace be upon him) said, ‘None of you truly believes until he loves for his brother what he loves for himself.’
So maybe today, let’s stop comparing struggles and pain. Let’s choose softness, gentleness, and grace. Let’s lean in. Let’s pray for one another. And above all, let’s be kind. Let’s remember, we are never truly alone. Our Lord is always with us.
LA HAWLA WA LA QUWWATA ILLA BILLAH There is no strength and no power except through God
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Rahmah/ arabic/ Mercy – reflects Divine compassion and the spiritual core of your reflection
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