ON FILLING THE INNER HOLE AND COMING HOME

We’re Home.

And then we aren’t. Torn away from our origin, we came across time and space to another world. A lesser world. But in that separation, something painful happened. We
were no longer with God in the physical space. We could
no longer see Him with our physical eyes or speak to Him
with our physical voice. Unlike our father Adam ('alayhi
as-salam—peace be upon him), we could no longer feel
that same peace.

So we came down. We were torn from Him. And in the pain of that separation, we bled. For the first time, we bled. And that tearing apart from our Creator left a gash. A
deep wound that we are all born with. And as we grew, so
did the agony of that wound; it grew deeper and deeper.
But as time went on, we moved further and further away
from the antidote, already in our fitrah (nature): to be near
Him, heart, soul and mind.

And so with each passing year, we became more and more
desperate to fill that empty space. But it is in this very
quest to fill the hole that we stumbled. Each of us stumbled
on different things. Many of us sought to numb the
emptiness. So, some of humanity stumbled on drugs or
alcohol, while some looked to other sedatives. Some of us
stumbled on the worship of physical pleasure, status, or
money. Some of us lost ourselves in our careers.