Revert Journey
1 min
A Ethiopia student's Path to Islam
In Ethiopia, everyone assumed I was born Muslim. Actually, I found Islam at 41.
Revert journeys. Identity struggles. Faith found, lost, and found again. Unfiltered voices from your brothers and sisters across the world.
In Egypt, a divorced woman is a tragedy. I decided to be a plot twist instead.
In Ethiopia, everyone assumed I was born Muslim. Actually, I found Islam at 41.
I've answered 'do you have to pray five times?' approximately four hundred times. Here's my actual answer.
They said wearing hijab would hold me back in media. I wore it anyway. They took me seriously regardless.
Our first year of marriage nearly ended because of unspoken expectations and the wrong amount of salt.
Fasting while serving in the military in Vancouver tested everything I thought I knew about surrender.
People keep asking me to choose between my culture and my faith. I refuse.
When the neighbourhood changed, our community hall became the place everyone came to — regardless of faith.
I'm Aboriginal. I grew up with the Dreamtime. When I found Islam, I didn't leave my ancestors behind — I understood them better.
It wasn't logic that pulled me away. It was anger. And it wasn't theology that brought me back. It was beauty.
Our first year nearly ended because of the mahr amount. What saved us was an imam who understood setting boundaries.
It wasn't philosophy that pulled me away. It was loss. And it wasn't theology that brought me back. It was silence.
Our first year nearly ended because of whose family to visit for Eid. What saved us was an imam who understood listening instead of lecturing.