My latest column at Love, Inshallah.
A “Wasat Girl” embraces being in-between multiple cultures, because this transcultured space is globalism living out loud. It was where culture happens, the place of power, that middle space – “wasat” culture
I am at a coffee shop sitting across from a man far younger than any of my previous coffee companions. “I don’t know much about Islam,” he says.
“Whatever you know, it probably isn’t right,” I comment.
“So,” he asks. “On a scale of 1-10, just how Muslim are you?”
His question is sincere. I don’t know to answer. I feel pretty good about my Muslimness some days. During those moments, I’m a seven. Most other times, I feel that I don’t even register on the ratings scale. I am pathetically depleted, unsure of where to put all of these complexities, the wasatnessof being in-between a white girl and globalized Islam; someone who is currently rebooting…
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