April is World Autism Month and National Autism Acceptance Month. According to the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention (CDC), autism spectrum disorder (ASD) is a developmental disability that affects communication, behavior, and social interaction.
When Noah was little, I sensed that his development was unfolding differently. Even from the very beginning, there was a quiet difference I couldn’t quite explain.
This summer our (my two youngest and I) journey to understanding collective suffering began with: oppression is not confined to one people or one moment in history. It is a pattern—repeated, documented, and carried across generations.
Nakiyah had always loved how Ahoskie, North Carolina, felt at dusk. Cicadas tuned their small fiddles, and the world seemed to hum like a living drum. On those evenings, the porch at her grandparents’ house became a tiny planet. A dented kettle hissed on the stove.
It was narrated from Salamah bin ‘Ubaidullah bin Mihsan Al-Ansari that his father said:
“The Messenger of Allah (ﷺ) said: ‘Whoever among you wakes up physically healthy, feeling safe and secure within himself, with food for the day, it is as if he acquired the whole world.’
When we look to Suratul Falaq, “The Dawn or the Daybreak” we find the majesty and wonder of Allah and all of his power. In this mere five verse chapter of the Holy Quran, we learn to seek refugee, or safety from very specific corruptions that negatively impact man – darkness, sorcery, jealo
Anas reported: The Messenger of Allah, peace and blessings be upon him, said in his illness before he passed away, “Your family relations! Your family relations!”