Non-Hijabi Woes

When people see a woman in hijab, they automatically know she is Muslim. There is a level of respect for her and her faith in the Islamic community. I do miss that part of being a hijabi. I feel like being uncovered and a black Muslimah, I constantly prove or verify that I am actually … More Non-Hijabi Woes

Officially A Quarter

Well, I have officially concluded another journey around the sun; and what an adventure it has been. I entered chapter twenty-four a completely different woman than who’s stepping into twenty-five. The year has been an emotional rollercoaster that I’m ultimately grateful for.    At the beginning of the chapter, I got heartbroken;  instead of healing … More Officially A Quarter

Hajj Dreams

I recently read this book, Leo Africanus, and it was an amazing novel. While reading, it reminded me of some of my religious life goals. Honestly, I felt like I was that little hijabi, sitting in Quranic school again. The book was surprisingly a nice refresher on life lessons I learned as a child. In … More Hajj Dreams

A New Flame

“I think I’ve lost a lot of my fire, but this summer I’m getting it back, and burning a whole lot of shit down with me.” You know I found that quote randomly rereading through one of my notebooks, that I wrote around March. I forgot I wrote or that was even a goal of … More A New Flame

Smile

As a hijabi, I used to hide behind the hijab. I let being the short girl with the scarf on her head be my identity, never really let that many people see my true personality. I’d let people make their assumptions and would just try to blend in as much as possible. I thought I … More Smile