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hmm.. I guess, I somehow can relate to that.. even though I am rather at a point where I don’t know anything anymore and admire you for having something like 10, 5 and 1 year-plans (even though they might change..)
I started of, knowing what was good and bad and especially what was right and wrong. Always had the feeling that I’d have to be perfect (of course nothing to be achieved, thus I was sadly imperfect, or before that state, I simply tried to ignore my imperfectness..)
I worked hard, achieved a lot of things (that are somehow valued by the people surrounding me, like good grades, studying abroad, scholarships…).. never was happy. I mean truly happy with what I did.
Now: lost the ideal of achievement (in the previous sense) and being perfect.
Together with pretty much every goal I had so far in my life.
Don’t know where I am headed. Feels much more free and in many ways I think I am happier than before. Sometimes though I feel isolated and am not sure, if I am on the “right” way.. still missing this “right” and the feeling of orientation it gave me.
Well, i guess that’s the prize for it.
Won’t trade it in though. (Probably would not have the possibility anyway).
I will see, what comes next, and am happy when I hear about other people, who are searching, too. It may not make it more “right”, but it feels better not to be all alone. -
Any details you could give about your newly found plans or about the “WHY” (you want to do anything)?
Thanks for sharing your that
Ill tell you how i did my plan. basically i read an Arabic book at Ras shitan called “how to plan for your life” …. i thought it was a silly book but a friend told me to read it…. so i thought like …cant judge a book by its cover ..can you?
I read the book and it guided me step by step by asking questions and me writing down the answers on a peace of paper …of course all based on the feeling that i would get from doing anything. so it is pretty much based on my FEELINGS …at the end of the day we are happy when we FEEL happy for some reason.
I did put a 10,5 and 1 year plan for the following areas (that are combined with my mission in life):
- work related issues
- family related issues
- body related issues
- Social related issues
- Scientific related issues
its kinda hard for me to clarify it more here as it requires to read the book first
here is the link if you want to know more about it
http://www.neelwafurat.com/itempage.aspx?id=lbb138311-98693&search=books
Heh. After roaming the world for quite a while, I have reached the conclusion that happiness is not important, and peace – like all things – is transitory. The meaning of life is just living it – the experience is rewarding enough, once you’re actually experiencing it.
Just think about it – the experience of, say, eating houmus is amazing. The texture, the taste, the visual feedback, the smell and sound of it, the fascinating electro-chemical reactions it creates in you, the simple and yet infinitely complex actions needed to actually eat it… it’s a miracle. And so is everything else
Ras Shaitan is a nice place, though. Personally I prefer the small and empty beaches just off Dahab – close enough to eat in the restaurants and far enough for the reefs to still be alive.
And as for planning… this Raccoon has had a masterplan for the next 20 years + at least 5 backup plans and various secondary plans since he was 15. Modular planning with branching backups is great
Bashar-
I am much older than you guys…I can maybe share some bits and pieces from time-to-time.
To begin with, just because you are struggling with these questions is proof to me that you have chosen to LIVE life rather than just go through it. This is a wonder thing that is happening to you, but with your journey comes pain, self-doubt, confusion…and it does not necessarily get better.
Plans are like ice sculptures…nice to have…but tend to…well you know.
Yes you have insight into the idea that life has various domains that must be addressed: family, vocation, health, social, emotional and spiritual.
It is a process, not an event. There is no period at the end of the sentence for the most part…just a new paragraph or chapter.
Overall this is the philosophy that has guided my past 30 years:
A man takes his twin sons to a psychologist and says; “Doc, these two boys are genetically the same, but I cannot tell you how different they are. Like day and night”.
The doc. says “I know just the evaluation tool. Come with me”.
They walk down this long hallway and it just starts to stink. The psych. takes the first boy to a door and opens it. It is a room filled with horseshit. The doc asks the first son…what do you see?
The boy makes a face and says “it is a room full of shit” and turns and stomps off.
Doc looks at dad and says; “sir, that boy is a pessemist”.
They take the brother to the room and open the door. Kids eyes go wide open. He smiles..takes about 5 steps backwards, runs and dives headfirst inot the stinking pile. Kid starts laughing and shrieking and throwing shit everywhere.
Doc goes “son…what ARE you doing?” Boy stops for a quick second and says, “Doc…with all this horseshit there has GOT to be a pony in here someplace”.
Doc says, “boy’s an optimist”.
I love these blogs.
It must be nice to have the freedom to make these plans and follow them.
Bashar, thank you for your answer and for the link.. I will sure check it
Raccoon. Well, If I get there, where you are (the meaning of life is just living it), I will be more than happy.. But I guess it will take me some more years.. or decades…
But it is great to know, that someone found that “place”.. so it must exist somewhere
Got to love conspiracies. Here is a great one:
http://www.jpost.com/servlet/Satellite?cid=1162378504117&pagename=JPost%2FJPArticle%2FShowFull