InCurious CompassbyAdele ArbiReflections on life without a TV for 7 yearsThe unexpected blessings of a television-free existence3d ago63d ago6
InCurious CompassbyAdele ArbiThe unspoken guilt of being clothed in plasticCaught in the synthetic web in a world overwhelmed by plasticNov 1912Nov 1912
InCurious CompassbyAdele ArbiThe dark side of volunteeringThe heavy weight of compassion that leads to burnoutNov 126Nov 126
InThe CrescentbyAdele ArbiI have no power and no strength, except with AllahThe brilliance of “La hawla wala quwwata illa billah”Nov 511Nov 511
InCurious CompassbyAdele ArbiThe pain of being a reliable person in a world of flaky peopleBare minimum has become the new standardOct 2514Oct 2514
InCurious CompassbyAdele ArbiKnowledge is the greatest friend one can haveFinding real connection through readingOct 1516Oct 1516
InCurious CompassbyAdele ArbiA grateful heart heals fasterThe things we take for grantedOct 710Oct 710
InThe CrescentbyAdele ArbiWe can’t rush something we want to last foreverThe timeless quality of patience and going slowSep 1317Sep 1317
InThe CrescentbyAdele ArbiThe subtle art of surrenderGoing from ‘I give up’ to ‘I surrender’Sep 219Sep 219
InCurious CompassbyAdele ArbiThe invisible burnout of the planner friendThe emotional toll of being the social glueAug 2312Aug 2312
InThe CrescentbyAdele ArbiWe are all renting on Earth, nobody owns anythingEverything in this world is temporaryAug 2118Aug 2118
InThe CrescentbyAdele ArbiThe silent struggles of a modern muslim womanfinding peace in the chaos and calm in the stormAug 929Aug 929
InCurious CompassbyAdele ArbiWhen our own pain hurts otherswords can cut deeper than a knifeJul 2916Jul 2916
InCurious CompassbyAdele ArbiThe melancholy of a summer sunday alonea diary page of a tech expat in LondonJul 146Jul 146
InCurious CompassbyAdele ArbiYou are a good person, and you are doing your bestLessons I learned from volunteering for a Helpline serviceJul 1117Jul 1117
InThe CrescentbyAdele ArbiI Completed Reading The Quran in Arabic for the First Time at Age 30It took me one year and three monthsJul 421Jul 421
InCurious CompassbyAdele ArbiIt’s lonely at the top of the pyramidHow winning really feels likeJun 2414Jun 2414
InThe CrescentbyAdele ArbiI am not enough, but Allah is enough for meThe power of “Hasbiallahu wa ni’mal wakil”May 3050May 3050
InCurious CompassbyAdele ArbiThe unspoken grief of letting go of a dreamfilling the void left by a dream that we leave behindMay 625May 625
InCurious CompassbyAdele Arbithe old man at the closed bus stop and the loneliness we all shareWhy security may not lie in property, but in connectionFeb 1218Feb 1218
