maimosli, Jerudong , BG3122 Bandar Seri Begawan, Brunei, Singapore (2026)

31/05/2026

And suddenly, she didn’t care anymore.

Not about being noticed.
Not about being invited.
Not about who spoke to her,
remembered her,
or talked about her.

She stopped waiting for permission to belong.

And in that silence,
she found something
she had been searching for all along.

She found herself.

The version of her that was never missing.
Only hidden beneath expectations,
beneath the noise,
and the need for validation.

The waves didn’t know her name.
The trees didn’t know her story.
Yet in their presence,
she felt seen by the One who created them all.

And for the first time in a long time,
she wasn’t looking for a place in the world.

She was simply at peace within it.

And perhaps that is what freedom feels like,
when being loved by Allah becomes enough,
and everything else becomes a blessing rather than a requirement.

Here at EMPIRE hotel, Brunei, for a talk with .events on strength and resilience and how one can rise above all form of pain and trauma.

This reflection on strength and resilience, is also making me miss and think of my sisters in New Zealand, my family from , may we reunite, reconnect and re-live our learning.

28/05/2026

I have decided to organise the webinar on Learning to love again. I noticed how for some, There are moments in life where love no longer ftels effortless.
Where disappointment, exhaustion, grief, betrayal, or distance quietly reshape the way we relate to one another.

But perhaps love was never simply a feeling to fall into.
Perhaps it is also a practice of returning.
Returning to presence.
Returning to gentleness.
Returning to the courage of seeing and being seen again.

“Learning To Love Again” is not about perfection.
It is about understanding the spaces between hurt and healing, hesitation and connection, self-protection and intimacy.

Join Ustaz and myself , this 5 June 2026 for an evening of reflection, conversation, and relational learning.

To register or learn more, visit .community

23/05/2026

Over the years as a therapist, I’ve come to realise something quietly important.

Many people do not come into therapy because they are “broken.”

They come carrying ways of surviving that once made sense.

The child who learnt to stay silent to avoid conflict.
The spouse who struggles to communicate because emotional safety was never modelled.
The parent who deeply loves their children but only learnt how to provide, not emotionally connect.
The “angry” person who may actually be carrying exhaustion, grief, fear, loneliness, or inherited pressure.

And slowly, I began noticing that what we often call “individual problems” are sometimes deeply relational experiences.

Families carry histories.
Roles.
Unspoken burdens.
Invisible expectations.
Sacrifices.
Silences.
Patterns repeated across generations without anyone fully realising it.

This is why I curated the foundational talk ‘ Seeing the Family Differently’.

Not to blame families.
Not to pathologise parents, spouses, or children.
But to create a space where we can pause long enough to ask:

What are families carrying quietly?
What have people inherited emotionally?
How do relationships shape the way we cope, love, withdraw, react, protect, and survive?

Perhaps the question is not only:
“What is wrong with the person?”

But:
“What happened relationally around them?”
Seeing the Family Differently
A relational conversation for families, practitioners, service users & communities.

📍 Sat 4th July 2026
📍 Common Ground, Singapore
🔗 Register: tinyurl.com/familyAM

🌐 www.thealternativeminds.com
IG: .community

17/05/2026

Arrived.
Welcomed.
She connected.
She spoke.
And more importantly,
she opened spaces
where listening could finally take place.

To honour Ustazah is not only to celebrate what she does,
but to recognise the quiet ways she holds people, conversations, and communities with care, wisdom, and presence.

May every space she enters continue to become a space of rahmah, reflection, and meaningful connection. That’s why I am right behind her. Thank you for the invitation and the opportunity. May we continue to nurture our community in ways that brings us back to Allah set. .community

27/04/2026

In my room,
I am Someone who knows that she does not know.
And perhaps that is where everything begins.
I have never learned to speak outside of context.
Not in therapy.
Not in teaching.
Not in writing.
Not even in silence.
Because people do not arrive as text.
They arrive as stories, as contradictions, as rhythms
as histories still unfolding in the body.
And so I learned to stay.
As a practitioner,
I sit with what is not yet named.
As a mentor,
I hold space for what others are still becoming.
As a student,
I remain accountable to what I do not yet understand.
As a writer,
I try to give language to what is often felt but never spoken.
As a poet,
I listen for what lives between words.
As a drummer,
I follow rhythm
because sometimes healing is not spoken,
it is felt in timing, in breath, in return.
As an administrator,
I build structures
not to control care,
but to allow it to continue.
And somewhere across all of this,
Alternative Minds was not created.
It was revealed.
Revealed through years of sitting with families,
watching care appear and disappear,
watching people try
again and again
to begin.
Alternative Minds matters to me
because I have seen what happens
when care does not stay.
Not because people don’t care,
but because systems are not designed
to hold relationships over time.
And so this work became a response.
Not a model.
Not a method.
But a way of being with.
A place where therapy is not an event,
but a relationship.
Where movement, conversation, reflection,
faith, culture, and body
are not separated into disciplines,
but understood as one living system.
Where families are not problems to solve,
but contexts to understand.
Where care is not rushed toward outcomes,
but allowed to unfold
with dignity.
Alternative Minds is, for me,
a commitment.
To stay long enough.
To listen deeply enough.
To not reduce a person
to a diagnosis,
a role,
or a moment.
It is where all of me gathers—
the practitioner,
the mentor,
the student,
the writer,
the poet,
the musician,
the builder.
Not to perform.
But to be in relationship.
Because I am with you
when my being with you
allows you to be you.
perhaps that is all care
has ever been asking of us. MM

17/04/2026

Good friday morning everyone.

I went marketing today
I went to look for things to purchase
but my heart observe something
It observes something usual, unusually.

We pass by each other every day.

Sometimes we notice.
Sometimes we don’t.

But once in a while,
something in us pauses—
and a quiet question surfaces:

Who is caring for them?

And perhaps a harder one:
When did the care stop…
or did it slowly fade?

Care rarely ends in a moment.
It shifts.
It thins.
It gets interrupted
by life,
by systems,
by silence.

At Alternative.Minds,
we sit with these spaces—
not just where care is present,
but where it has
become fragile, unseen,
or inconsistent.

Because most people
don’t lack care.
They lack care that stays.

If this made you pause,
stay with that feeling.

16/04/2026

Salaam everyone,

I’ve been holding this quietly for some time.
After building Hayaa’ Network over the past 5 years, since September 2025, I began shaping something that could carry the work further.
Today feels like the right moment to finally introduce it to you.

Most people don’t lack care.
They lack care that stays.

Since then,
we’ve been gently holding this work—
walking with individuals, couples, and families
beyond moments of crisis.

And along the way,
it became clear…
we wanted to offer more.

We’ve since formed our Practice Research department,
and are expanding the ways care can be lived—
not just spoken about.

If you’ve been journeying with Hayaa’ Network,
this is us bringing it forward to you:

Alternative.Minds

With new pathways into care through:
Alternative.Fit
Alternative.Move
Alternative.Stretch

This is not a new direction.
It is a continuation.

If this resonates,
stay with us.

www.thealternativeminds.com
[email protected]

— Mai Mosli ( Founding Director of The Alternative Minds

11/04/2026

Dear , happy 34th birthday!

As you celebrate another year of life, I'm grateful for the opportunity to witness your growth. Your journey has taught you the value of connection and community - that you need others just as much as they need you.

Your maturity is a testament to the intentional choices you've made, learning and growing along the way. Your humility is a beacon, sometimes burning brightly like a fire that fuels your pursuit of justice.

I admire the sense of calm that has settled within you, a steadiness that continues to radiate warmth even in the midst of struggle. Your devotion to Allah is inspiring - a constant returning, seeking guidance and comfort in every test. You have made both your mom and dad proud.

Ya Allah, please continue to guide , filling her with love, warmth, and humility. Remind her that her goodness is a gift from You, and that through You, she will find her way.

You are an inspiration to women everywhere, , a shining example of what it means to live a life of intention and purpose. Happy 34th birthday!

06/04/2026

Most families are not struggling because they don’t care.

They are struggling because they cannot see
what is happening between them.

The same arguments.
The same silence.
The same distance.

Different day. Same pattern.

And when we don’t understand the pattern,
we keep trying harder…
but nothing really changes.

This space is not about fixing your family.
It is about learning how your family works.

Because the moment you see differently,
you begin to respond differently.
Seeing the Family, Differently
From Reaction to Understanding

Start before the next crisis defines your family.

🔗 for more information email us at [email protected]
Limited spaces available

31/03/2026

Some messages don’t just arrive.
They return something within you.

This morning, I received a message from someone who was once part of my working life —
but more than that, part of a shared journey of becoming.

There was apology.
There was remembrance.
There was a kind of humility that does not perform,
but simply acknowledges.

And it reminded me of something we often forget:

Not every relationship is meant to stay close.
But every relationship leaves a trace of learning.

In the work that I do, I meet people in their most vulnerable states —
and sometimes, I wonder what remains after the seasons pass.

Today, I am reminded:
What remains is not perfection.
But impact, intention, and the way we made people feel when they were with us.

To be remembered with softness…
is a form of rizq.

To be forgiven…
is a form of mercy.

To still be connected through doa…
is a form of continuity that no title or role can replace.

Thank you (Mariati),
for your message, your sincerity, and your doa.

May Allah also hold you gently in His mercy,
and return to you every goodness you have extended —
even in ways you may not yet see.

In this season of Syawal,
may we all find the courage to repair,
to remember with kindness,
and to release what no longer needs to be carried.

— Mai Mosli

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