I did it. I had to hold back from crying and slap myself back into reality. It was all in my hands. I couldn’t believe that I actually had the guts to go through with it! I chopped off my hair. You might be wondering why am I making such a big deal about this, right? Oh my Allah, if you only knew! Black women and our hair, everyone knows we have issues. It’s almost as bad as South Asians and their issues with skin color.
I shouldn’t say I chopped all of it off because I have about 3.5 inches of hair. Even still, this was a big deal for me. One I have never had short hair and it was actually some what hard to chop of my locs (I refuse to call them dreads because there is nothing dreadful about them). I feel like this was a spiritual move for me as well. Why be so attatched to something that will grow back? I was just getting ridiculous with my hair and that’s why I said I needed to be slapped back into reality.
Surprisngly enough, I like my short hair. I feel light and liberated. I find myself tugging at my hair because I am still getting used to the natural coils. I want it to look a certain way under my hijab but perhaps I should allow it to do its own natural thang. It will take time for me to get used to this but I am pleased with the outcome.
A lot of people, specifically non-hijabis, have asked me who’s going to see your hair anyways? The answer always remains the same…ME! I want to take my hijab off and like what I see. Any Muslim woman would agree that we don’t want to look a hot mess under our hijabs. I take great pride in coming home and taking my hijab off and loving myself and the way I look!
Peace, Love and ever-lasting happiness to all!
BMWomyn
Monday, October 4, 2010
Saturday, October 2, 2010
Self Intro
In this first post I am going to introduce myself and the concept behind this blog. In the beginning and the end of everything your intention is the most important thing. My intentions for this blog are pure and self less. I could care less if anyone comments on my posts (though feedback would be nice ☺)
I have rarely, if ever come across a blog that focuses on the Black Muslim womyn experience (someone please correct me if I am wrong!). There needs to be a suitable platform to express the perspectives of the Black Muslim womyn living in the West. I come across many blogs dedicated to women and usually they fall into two categories, makeup or fashion. I have reveled in the enjoyment of reading about the latest makeup style to hit the scene but I have been searching for something of more substance. So, instead of searching I have decided to take the initiative to start something on my own.
I was raised in a multicultural family. My mother is an African American convert and my father is East African. Spending a majority of my childhood in Europe I was exposed to many different cultures and a variety of perspectives. After relocating back to the Midwest I attended an Islamic school. Being in a predominately Arab community, where culture prevailed over religion, needless to say I felt like an outsider. I craved the diversity of my youth and despised how my religion was being defined by a group of people. I am trying to find my peace with this community, though I’m not sure if that is possible yet.
I hope you enjoy my posts to come.
Peace, Love and ever-lasting happiness to all!
BMWomyn
I have rarely, if ever come across a blog that focuses on the Black Muslim womyn experience (someone please correct me if I am wrong!). There needs to be a suitable platform to express the perspectives of the Black Muslim womyn living in the West. I come across many blogs dedicated to women and usually they fall into two categories, makeup or fashion. I have reveled in the enjoyment of reading about the latest makeup style to hit the scene but I have been searching for something of more substance. So, instead of searching I have decided to take the initiative to start something on my own.
I was raised in a multicultural family. My mother is an African American convert and my father is East African. Spending a majority of my childhood in Europe I was exposed to many different cultures and a variety of perspectives. After relocating back to the Midwest I attended an Islamic school. Being in a predominately Arab community, where culture prevailed over religion, needless to say I felt like an outsider. I craved the diversity of my youth and despised how my religion was being defined by a group of people. I am trying to find my peace with this community, though I’m not sure if that is possible yet.
I hope you enjoy my posts to come.
Peace, Love and ever-lasting happiness to all!
BMWomyn
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