We sat in his room in Cyprus. He asked me to take a pen and paper. Write what he was going to tell me; a memo for myself. He stood behind me, I could hear him well. I saw him in the corner of my eye. He was standing up. He said: “Jinzira Alam” paused, then “Livio Jannah.” He then sat down in his armchair, I turned my head to look at him. His eyes were serious and upset. He made a big swooping gesture with his right arm, as if removing something. His eyes lit up bright green, he sank down in relief and said “Alhamdulillah” and told me to write this. If I didn’t remember, I could remember that “Jazeera” rhymes with Jinzira. He nodded his head, smiled and looked at me. Soft cool air and green lush gardens outside. Blue sky.
a`udhu billahi min ash-shaytan ir-rajeem
Bismillahi ‘r-Rahmani ‘r-Raheem:
Very nice dream mashaAllah. Mawlana’s prayers for you removed a big obstacle and made it easy for you to reach your Lord’s pleasure, and Allah knows best.