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 a…
Atheist in Tunisia – Under the Same Sun (Part 1: Spirituality without Religion)
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 the…
Atheist in Tunisia – Under the Same Sun (Introduction)
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, raises…
Emigrating to Tunisia – Goodbye Switzerland, Hello Tunisia!
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 The…
Emigrating from Switzerland – 24 days to go until departure
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 suitcases,…
Bureaucracy in Switzerland – Happily paperless: The day I starved the form god
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 simply…
Emigrating from Switzerland – Zia, 47 and so done with this place
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 passport…
Emigrating to Tunisia – Embracing Change: Zia’s Path to a New Life
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 phases…
A disclaimer so honest it seems suspicious
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 events…