Dec '25 • General discussion
2025 was a year of “stripping away”
This past year dismantled everything I thought was stable.
There were moments I stood at the edge of my own becoming, stripped of certainty, stripped of direction, stripped of every identity that once felt safe. Not because I had failed… but because Allah was finished allowing me to build on anything other than Him.
For months, I moved through a silence I had never known. Even my own work…
the work of guidance, of leadership, of building women…
felt distant.
Not wrong.
Just unreachable.
And then the truth arrived, not in noise, but in Tahajjud.
I was not broken.
I was exhausted.
Exhausted from carrying expectations that were never mine to hold.
Exhausted from the lifelong discipline of people-pleasing, shrinking, explaining.
Exhausted from believing there was a final, perfected version of myself I had to become before I was worthy of what Allah had already written.
For years, I lived as if healing had a finish line.
As if one more breakthrough, one more credential, one more strategy would finally make me complete.
This year, Allah corrected that illusion through subtraction.
He subtracted until only He remained.
First, my life’s savings- every halal penny I had saved with intention, sacrifice, and care.. was removed in a betrayal I did not choose, but Allah allowed. In a single moment, the material foundation I trusted was gone.
Then came the deeper stripping.
The Good Girl.
The Silent Supporter.
The Woman Who Over-Explains.
The version of me who softened her truth to make others comfortable.
Old survival patterns dissolved. Old identities collapsed. Not through effort, but through force…. Divine force … until what remained was undeniable.
The understanding that landed in my heart was unmistakable:
I was clinging to a lifeboat in an ocean where Allah Himself is the Ship.
Even my work became a mirror.
I love creating. Teaching. Building.
But I had become attached to metrics. To validation. To outcomes.
When the numbers slowed, Allah exposed something subtle and dangerous: I had begun creating from fear… not purpose.
Fear of obscurity.
Fear of loss.
Fear of scarcity.
And misaligned energy repels the very barakah you are begging for.
As my business recalibrated and my finances were stripped bare, I reached a zero point I had never known. And that zero point carved out a sacred, empty space.
Into that space flowed:
True Tawakkul - reliance without backup plans.
Real Surrender - not collapse, but alignment with a Plan wiser than my own.
Clarity of Mission - not the one I thought I should have, but the one Allah gave me.
This year, I did not merely deepen my relationship with Allah.
I returned to Him as my sole operating system.
Through Istighfar that cleansed the ledger of my heart.
Through Dhikr that became the rhythm of my days.
Through the decision to perform Umrah in January… walking to His House with empty pockets and a heart finally full of yaqeen.
And this is what I now know with certainty:
Healing is not the prerequisite.
Yaqeen is.
You do not need to be fully healed to obey Allah.
You do not need to be financially secure to walk toward His promise.
Your provision was never in your savings account. It was always in His Name: Ar-Razzaq.
As we move into 2026, I am not chasing reinvention.
I am choosing divine fulfillment.
I am done speaking only from the wounds of the past.
I now speak from alignment. From obedience. From the future Allah has already written- approached with audacious faith and calm certainty.
If this year broke you open, you are not alone.
If it emptied you, humbled you, brought you to your knees… you did not fail.
It was a divine evacuation.
Allah clears what you cling to so He can furnish what you are meant to carry.
2026 will be a year of expansion, inshaAllah.
But only for those willing to release the version of themselves that believes safety lives in strategy, reputation, or savings.
Let go.
Trust.
Surrender the identities that no longer tell the truth about you.
And if you recognize yourself here…
If you are ready to walk a path of sovereign surrender alongside women who will reflect your highest self back to you…
You are not alone.
You are not broken.
You are being rebuilt by the Best of Planners.
And sometimes, the rebuilding begins with a holy collapse…
so you can finally receive Everything.
With certainty in Qadr and complete trust in Allah,
Fatima
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2025 was a year of “stripping away”
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