“Yesterday I was clever so I wanted to change the world. Today I am wise, so I am changing myself.” (Rumi)

I believed that what I had or have in common with people brings us together. We’ll automatically click. We’ll get along like peas and carrots go together. I always lived in the interstices between spaces, never fully belonging in any particular place, so naturally I assumed I’d manage. When we moved to Libya I had very high expectations. I wasn’t pollyannishly convinced that all would … Continue reading “Yesterday I was clever so I wanted to change the world. Today I am wise, so I am changing myself.” (Rumi)

Moving Away

She donned her layers of piety, one by one, the more the holier, barely managing to balance between pride and humility… “What could she possibly know about living in Libya?” she thought, “Her, with her tight clothes and skirt slit up to wazoo… Of course SHE would have a hard time in a Muslim country, but me? I actually PRACTICE my faith…” Nobody had a … Continue reading Moving Away