Faith over everything

In life you have these moments when it seems like the world is crumbling around you. I’m not sure what that might look like for you but for me it’s not pretty. I consider this blog a safe space so don’t come up in here with those judgmental eyes like you have it all together because you don’t! At least not all of the time, we all have seasons when we are moving to the next level or just venturing out on a new journey where having it together is the last thing we are. Well that’s where I am or I have been this past week. Work, husband, children and business have all been giving me a serious beating. Oh and not to mention the anniversary of my sister Iman’s  death was yesterday, I’ve been going through it to say the least…..but today it hit me. I’m on the brink of some great things, some amazing things. I’ve had new vision and clarity about the next moves for my business. I’m a lot clearer at work and focused on getting the job done, and my hubby just remodeled the children’s room. I’m winning, even with all of the struggle, all of the strain, frustration, and exhaustion I’m still winning. I’m winning and if you are in the midst of struggle know that you are winning too. Even though it doesn’t feel like it, even though you would give almost anything to go back to the comfort and normalcy that you once knew, don’t!! Keep pushing, keep striving, and keep winning. For me I realized that everything around me was trying to distract me and keep me at the same level. So today I reminded myself of how many times I relied on Allah (God) and how many things He has brought me through. He has never left me or let me down so through the storm, the struggle, the growth I’m keeping my faith on fleek ;).The title says it best….Faith over everything!

Here’s to winning  and walking into that next level with grace!

Until next time!




Next Level Moves…

“When opposition is coming from every direction in your life smile and remember that it’s only coming to stop you from moving to the next level! “ – Asya B.

Those who know me know I love a quote. I love reflection and I love wisdom. I also have a deep desire to heal myself and inspire the healing of others. I originally gave the above quote to a friend that I believe is moving towards her next level, but now that I reflect on it this quote is very relevant to my life and this season. While I do believe that everything that happens in my life is for my good and is preparing me to reach my higher self, the humanity in me struggles sometimes. If I can be transparent for a moment I struggle at times when I am put in a position to move forward. Not because I am not interested in reaching my fullest potential because I certainly am, but often I have struggled with the sacrifices that you have to make along the way. Often these sacrifices come in different ways, and no matter how many times I go through this process it always seems that the next sacrifice is more difficult than the last. Sometimes the sacrifices come in the form of a relationship that might have to end, or transforming your thoughts around a situation. For me my current sacrifice is facing my fear and the option of being rejected. There I said it and I’m totally cringing at the thought of posting this but hey what better way to face your fear than to put it out for the world to see. 😉

So here I am facing my fear, and pushing past it in a daring way. The funny thing about it all is that we can all do it. We can all move to the next level and all we have to do is have the courage to make the sacrifice. Are you willing to make the sacrifice? I promise you it won’t be as bad as you think. For me one of my current sacrifices is allowing people to see that I am much more than a cute girl that’s obsessed with fashion and makeup. We are all so much more complex than that, but let’s be clear that hasn’t changed I live for a matte lippie and a fly heal. It’s all about balance so don’t be surprised if you see me serving face in a selfie in my next post lol. Before I sign off let me say that I am grateful for the courage to embrace this process and your willingness to walk with me.

Thank you and wishing you grace in your next level sacrifice!

Until next time…..xo



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The Day I Fell In Love…

Life is so full of moments that bring you to the next moment and then the next moment. As you are living unless you are a self reflective person you really don’t realize how the signs and interactions are guiding you on a path. As I reflect on my path I remember the day that I fell in love with modesty. It was 2011 shortly after my sister Iman (may Allah have mercy on her) passed away.  My step mother decided to convert to Islam and my family was overjoyed. It was an interesting time for me besides the fact that I just suffered a tremendous loss I was also at the point where I  didn’t feel like a “good muslim.” I was in the midst my life which included a husband, three daughters, working, partying and I honestly settled into the idea that this was just going to be my life. I laugh now because I can see clearly how Allah was calling me to something slightly different than the regular turn up and it came in the form of one of my grandmothers closest friends.

To celebrate and welcome my step mother to the religion my grandmother decided to host a sisters luncheon with a few of her closest friends. I can’t remember why I decided to show up but I did and interestingly enough I was wearing a pair of leggings and a tee shirt. As you can see I’m a bit of a rebel ;). So I here I am in the midst of a muslim sister luncheon wearing leggings  completely feeling out of place as they tell stories and give sisterly advice. Everything inside of me wanted to leave but for some reason I couldn’t, and then it happened. I saw the most beautiful image I had ever seen before! My grandmother’s girlfriend just arrived wearing an all black over garment. I glanced over and once she started to get comfortable she began taking it off and I was stunned. I was in complete amazement, and I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. Although it probably happened rather fast for me it was in slow motion, and it was  literally the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. My heart immediately wanted that feeling! I couldn’t get that image out of my head so much so that I went home and told my husband all about it. I remember saying to him ” Babe, isn’t  that amazing?” and he responded “I guess.” Obviously he didn’t get it, he didn’t see the magic and beauty that I just encountered. I was so excited I explained it all step by step about how special it was and how beautiful I thought it was that a woman would save her beauty for her husband. There was something magical about it and I was completely in love. Its a story that I will never forget and looking back I realize that Allah was in the process of preparing me for the day that I would do the same. I’m still pretty far from wearing an over garment but I can say that a year ago I began wearing the hijab! Although the journey isn’t perfect writing this post reminded me how beautiful and powerful it actually is.

Until next time….xo Asya

The Journey Begins…..

Sitting here reflecting on my life and the many different twists and turns it has taken one thing is for sure I have certainly been under a huge amount of grace and mercy from My Lord. The thought of that makes me smile because I know I certainly gave Him a lot to work with. If anyone would have told me four years ago that I would be sitting here as the owner of a lifestyle brand named The Modern Muslimah I would have laughed first then politely told them sorry you must have the wrong girl. Although my roots and Islamic teachings never left my heart I was fully engulfed in this world and had no plans of departing from my party girl ways. In some ways I thought I was happy I was moving aggressively towards my career goals and was quite content having a stiff cocktail  or two or ten on the weekends and even some weekdays but I digress. Before I go any further let me warn you this is not going to be your cookie cutter blog because I’m not really a cookie cutter kind of chick so feel free to carry on if this isn’t for you. Now if you’re still with me let me continue I was moving fast  and it felt kind of good well at least until it didn’t. I was drowning hard and fast and I knew that the only one that could save me is God, whom I refer to as Allah. So I begged and pleaded with Him to save me and He definitely delivered. Fast forward a few years I’m grateful to say that and not only did He save my life when I literally should have died but He also led me to a path that I never would have envisioned for myself part of which is The Modern Muslimah. I’ve certainly come a long way and I am so grateful and humbled to be at this point. My faith any worship is deeper than it has been my entire life, I have a new found dedication to my family and business. I’ve also decided to boldly move in the area of blogging and even though I generally wouldn’t put all of my business out for the world to see I know that there are girls and women sitting in the places that I used to sit wondering how and when things will get better and for them I am here. I’m pretty sure that this journey won’t be perfect but I pray that it blesses your life and if  you can stay and see how this journey unfolds. So now it begins…..