ISNA has really made me realize how powerful what I say on stage or just anywhere in general can impact someone’s life. Someone about 17, came up to me after my performance and said “I really love your stuff, it connects and it’s so relatable”. Dear God was my go to song on personal affairs, and it was about me. If people completed oblivious to me before my performance feels and connects, aH; God is great! My goal has partially began. When I performed my song Hijabi Girls( which I made when I was about 16), I looked into the crowd and so many girls intently listening, some even smiling, which made me smile because that’s what music is for. It’s to connect people, to bridge something vital with one another. If your words, voice, ideas or movements can do such a thing, it just humbles you entirely.
One day, I realized he might not exist. My soulmate, I mean.
I realized there might not be someone walking around this earth just waiting to meet me. Someone with a private world just as intricate as mine that, one day, I would get to share and be a part of and know.
And I realized I was keeping a vacant spot in my heart for this person who might not exist. That I wasn’t allowing myself to be whole because how could I be whole with my other half missing?
It was an excuse, of course. A simple view of life that would exempt me from having to put in the effort of filling myself up with the love I was waiting for someone else to supply.
The reality is this: Life is a churning, chaotic thing with no guarantees, and in the throws of the tumbling you might run into people to hold on to for a while. Sometimes for a night, sometimes for life.
And holding on to someone is a worthy thing. A wonderful thing. Something to look forward to and appreciate and embrace with your whole heart.
But the love you get from holding on to someone will never be as reliable as the love you can give yourself. Right here. Right now.
So here’s my advice. Be open to love, but don’t be empty for it."