A tiring morning.....Welcome to the Al-Humbra

Saturday morning after my Usra (with Brother Murtada, and Brother Nawid). I was dead exhausted. I came home got out of Brother Murtada's car and as I started walking to my house I felt my body fail me and I sat on the grass and rested.....

I was lying down on my grass after a long and tiring and I have dosed off......

I woke up but not on my grass but rather in the mountains, mountains that I did not reconzie but yet at the same time I did. I was on a mountain looking upon a tranquil land, it has rich coal black soil, wide gentle rivers, hundreds of small lakes that shone like mirrors in the bright sun, on all sides the land was sheltered by tall protective mountains. Looming ahead was a jagged peak all by itself. A tall mountain, so tall that other mountains looked up to it, there it stood alone by itself, its head lost in the icy mists 2-3 miles above the valley floor. On the westernmost lay a fortress. 10 wide towers thrust into the bell of the sky...it was a Haven for those whom come to seek its protective shelter....it was our Haven.....

I woke up with a start! my cat was there licking my fingers, I slowly sat up petted my cat deep in thought puzzled my this dream. I looked around my lawn the deep green grass with maple leaves of red and yellow draped across it, I looked at my home the bright red sun just over the roof, I looked across the road, looking at my area...my place......it was not tell then I came to a realization that I have dreamed this dream before....that lone jagged peak was the lonely mountain, that fortress was the AlHumbra (Court of the Lions).....this haven...it was..it was My Haven..I dreamed this such along time ago I remember that day as if it where yesterday......