Thursday, March 29, 2018

The Butterfly Mosque

The Butterfly Mosque by G. Willow Wilson

Willow was raised as an atheist in Colorado, but was attracted to Islam and Arabic in college. Post 9/11, Willow went to Cairo, Egypt for a semester to teach English. She stayed and immersed herself fully in Cairene culture. Willow fell in love with Omar and the two began a relationship and later married. The Butterfly Mosque is Willow's memoir of her physical and spiritual journey in Cairo. I was particularly struck by her conversion to Islam; a choice she made before meeting Omar and one that was expressed personally and internally more so than externally.

Here are a few quotes I liked:

Prior to announcing their intended married to her mother-in-law: "I don't like just showing up like this. 'Hi, I'm your white American in-the-closet-convert future daughter-in-law. I've brought you some flowers and a catastrophe.'" (50)

On her conversion: "Looking back, the way I chose to "come out" taught me something vital: anything undertaken with honest intentions can be justly defended. I never by word or action claimed to possess a higher or a universal truth, only a very personal one; i think this was one of the main reasons I was able to slip quietly into "ordinary" Islam, without the fanfare that accompanies conversion. I never tried to become a mascot; I was just a person, with the usual quirks and faults, who was now Muslim" (107).

On engaging with native and other cultures: "The reason I had stayed in Egypt and invested myself in it so thoroughly was simple: this was the place I found myself in and the people I found myself among, and I wanted to do right by them. I had gone to Egypt to see what Islam was like as a practice and to find out whether the Arab world resembled the one portrayed in the media; I had stayed not to see, but to participate. I had discovered that both Islam and the Arab world were far from ideal--that the religion I loved was becoming steadily warped and was the source of many excuses for violence and ignorance and misanthropy. Yet I was not disappointed. This was what was so impossible to explain to the satisfaction of the people back home: I was not disappointed"  (230).




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