Atheist in Tunisia – Me and Islam (Part 2)
How I became a seeker again as an atheist in Tunisia (unintentionally) I did not intend to engage with Islam.Really did not. I didn’t move to Tunisia to find God. I’m not going through...
Eine planlose Ex-Schweizerin navigiert Tunesien. Du solltest ihr nicht folgen. Wirklich nicht.
Subtle inner shifts often only visible in hindsight.
How I became a seeker again as an atheist in Tunisia (unintentionally) I did not intend to engage with Islam.Really did not. I didn’t move to Tunisia to find God. I’m not going through...
I worship the sun.That’s one of those sentences where my inner know-it-all pauses briefly to check whether I’m steering myself into a mystical corner. I’m not. I mean it quite plainly, physically, existentially. During...
I am an atheist.Not one of those uncertain “I just don’t believe” atheists, but a pretty relaxed “I’m done with religion” version of one. My inner smartass usually sits there with her arms crossed,...
The first week of my emigration feels at the same time like one long breath held – and the moment when you finally get to breathe again. Emigrating to Tunisia – Farewell to Switzerland...
Only 24 days left. Then I get on a plane and fly away – away from a country that never really wanted me. Behind me: an apartment that has become a storage room. Half-packed...
I don’t know what got into me. Maybe it was defiance. Maybe exhaustion. Maybe the quiet realization that a system that forces you to do a pointless duty will eventually become absurd if you...
I am Zia. And this is my blog. Forty-eight, born in the canton of Bern, currently stranded in the bureaucratic limbo of the canton of Solothurn. Officially, I’m Swiss. But at the moment, my...
Life is a journey, a constantly evolving process of self-discovery, healing, and transformation. Over the past three months, I had the privilege to accompany and support Zia during one of the deepest and bravest...
READ THIS (Or not. I’m not your mother.) The content? 100% true. As long as you believe it. If you don’t, well… maybe everything is made up. Or maybe not? Any resemblance to real...