I work part-time at Lush in Cherry
Creek Mall. While closing up shop around
9 o’clock there are still shouts and giggles coming from the first floor. If you gaze over the balcony you can see that
there are children running around playing on the Looney Toons monuments made
into slides and mini-mountains. Around
the outer edge of the play area there typically is a circle of women chatting
away with one another. They are
beautiful women all wearing head coverings with long garments from
head-to-toe. I feel ashamed writing this
now as I think about these women. I have
not stopped in all my life to question who they are and what they are
like. I have put up my own veil in my
heart to even consider, humanistically, who these people are. Sadly,
tragically, regretfully I know I am not alone.
There has been a rift between
Americans and the Islamic world—we know this and yet we just sit with it. For 12 years we have allowed complacency to
be our comfort rather than understanding that September 11th was
done by individuals with malice in their hearts. I have been learning more about Islam and how
varied it can be even among itself but at its core is peaceful—does this sound
familiar to anyone? Christians fight
constantly over themselves about who has better doctrine, who has the
appropriate liturgy, who is saved, who is going to hell, and who should
lead. I’m honestly so fatigued of it
all. My overarching question mostly for
myself (but I encourage you to take it in your own hearts) is “When will I just
love?” It brings tears to my eyes right
now realizing that I don’t love enough.
When I’ve looked over the balcony upon these women I have chosen to not
break status quo but to stand upright and look the other way.
I guess it’s also important to
understand the why behind the wearing of hijab (the head scarf), and even then
it depends on the individual. Motivation
is at the heart of the garment—a choice to be modest for the religious devout
and a political statement for those who are not. If I were to compare this to something in
more relatable terms in the U.S. it would be that of a demeanor. We don’t wear an item that serves the same
purpose, but we do however wear a “personality.” There is a lingo one can use
which many refer to as “Christianese” and it embodies the values of a “good-Christian-woman”
or a “Proverbs 31 woman.” Christians use
this language as an archetype to fit a standard, but often times it ends up
being a wishy-washy-bleach-blond-middle-class-suburban-cookie-cutter
person. Many do this to fit in with the
group, but many other embody these ideals because of a sincerity to be modest
and pious. If our motives are to project
something that is not sincere then it is the same as lying. Pause!—I’m trying to be communicative in my
comparison and not be just a Christian-basher—so, please, do not misunderstand
my words and then message me that I’m sinning in some way. We should all be critical of that which is
insincere in our culture because insincerity leads to a lot of misunderstanding
and shame.
Like the United States, Turkey has
regions of higher conservativeness.
Istanbul, being the “New York” of Europe, is much more liberal in
open-mindedness, whereas the rest of the country (to my understanding from
books and scholars I’ve been lectured by) increases in conservativeness from
west to east. I have sensed a difference
between Ankara and Konya in contrast with Istanbul. The women wear hijab in the two former much
more than the latter. Many of these
women will wear these scarves because the current Prime Minister has been suggesting
it. He is associated with a conservative
political party and in comparison to the U.S. it would be like how George Bush
had the support of the “religious right” which is a group of people that support
school prayer and federal funding for religious groups. His policies are motivated by his faith, but
also by his ego (and more than likely his corruption). The wealthy businessmen who benefit from his
policies and legislation have been showing political alignment by having their
wives and daughters wear hijab. All the
while they are sporting midriff shirts with low-cut skinny jeans (the wives and
daughters, not the businessmen—well, maybe SOME businessmen). This has become contentious among groups in
Turkey—and given the recent protests we can see that there is a lot of opinion
about who Turkey is and isn’t.
Now, coming back to my own
sight—I’ve never been in a predominantly Muslim country before, and many of you
who are reading this may relate perfectly.
The past 3 weeks have changed my perspective. My own veil is coming down and my complacency
is beginning to diminish toward viewing these people as something
“foreign.” They are hearts
embodied. I am a heart embodied. You are a heart embodied. If we choose to continue to stand behind our
own veils of American flags and “We will never forget”-s then we are choosing
to be less than human. What makes us so
distinct among creatures is our ability to love and reason. Without a healthy combination of both, we
simply won’t understand each other. I’m
looking forward to having conversations with my own students about things which
make us feel uncomfortable and challenging them to push into it a little
more. I’m pushing into my own discomfort
and I leave you with the question again, “When will I just love?”