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A Father’s Advice

I have been researching a TON about Femininity. This topic says a lot about who I really am and women alike. I have to say all of these readings are empowering the forgotten spiritual strength of our gender/sex.

One day I will post stuff about what I’ve been reading and my comments but for now to commemorate my dad’s 9th death anniversary, today, I want to share an anecdote that one of his daughters shared to the world (that was shared through Facebook):

A father’s love for his daughter is none like any other. I know my dad loves me until this very day… his love spills over in everything that I experience and everything that I pray for. I know he’s there.

He’s there ESPECIALLY when I start freaking out if there are ghosts anywhere. I sort of just hear a whisper in my ear telling me “It’s okay, baby, I’m here to protect you.” 

As John Gregory Brown once said:

There’s something like a line of gold thread running through a man’s words when he talks to his daughter, and gradually over the years it gets to be long enough for you to pick up in your hands and weave into a cloth that feels like love itself.

I believe the same goes with Muhammad Ali and his two daughters:

An incident transpired when Muhammad Ali’s daughters arrived at his home wearing clothes that were quite revealing. Here is the story as told by one of his daughters: “When we finally arrived, the chauffeur escorted my younger sister, Laila, and me up to my father’s suite. As usual, he was hiding behind the door waiting to scare us. We exchanged many hugs and kisses as we could possibly give in one day.

My father took a good look at us. Then he sat me down on his lap and said something that I will never forget. He looked me straight in the eyes and said, “Hana, everything that God made valuable in the world is covered and hard to get to. Where do you find diamonds? Deep down in the ground, covered and protected. Where do you find pearls? Deep down at the bottom of the ocean, covered up and protected in a beautiful shell. Where do you find gold? Way down in the mine, covered over with layers and layers of rock. You’ve got to work hard to get to them.” He looked at me with serious eyes. “Your body is sacred. You’re far more precious than diamonds and pearls, and you should be covered too.

Fathers always sees their daughters as their most precious angels

Their affection…

This is for you dad — my struggle to live a good life to maybe see and be with you one day again.


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