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Self, 3.0

I’m trying to learn to code. You know, the HTML kind that builds websites. But sometimes when I’m typing, it feels a little bit like Morse code, an “S.O.S.” I’m learning, one character and bracket at a time, to send out into my future. Don’t get lost. — “<br>” : Break. A space, a margin, a pause. A deep breath between paragraphs on a page. When I interviewed for … [Read More]

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Without Sacrifice There is No Resurrection

A funny thing happened on the way to writing this post: I had to sit with the word “sacrifice” longer than intended. I had to get to know and dig in and ruminate … [Read More]

Find Your Squad

By Anne Berkie Carrasco | Twitter: @berkie It was just another average night at home. I was standing in my kitchen in my undies making protein pancakes for dinner … [Read More]

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A Long Exhale

I came out of the womb with an insatiable need to be heard. I was a skinny little blonde girl with chicken legs and a voice as loud as a mega-phone. I never tired of … [Read More]

How is This My Life?

There are footballs on my favorite chair and a lunch kit on the closet floor. I can see discarded gift bags on the coffee table, smelly socks in the hallway, cleats … [Read More]

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The Red Couch: Blood Brothers Discussion

Naïvely, I have always viewed the Israeli-Palestinian conflict in terms of Jews and Muslims. The descendants of Isaac and the descendants of Ishmael. Of course, nothing is as black and white and the conflict over Israel and Palestine impacts many more people … [Read More]

Praying with Palms Up

“Heads bowed, hands together, eyes closed.” This was how we prayed, our seven-year old little bodies being trained in the ways of holiness. Also, at the end we said “Amen.” I wasn’t sure why we did any of those things, but I did know these were the words and … [Read More]

Ruins to Redemption

By: Elena Delhagen | Twitter: @ell_del I was rummaging through a drawer of discarded, mismatched socks when I saw it--my old passport, the one that expired just over a year ago. The one that gained me access to countries in North America and Europe and … [Read More]

It’s Scary to Wear Jewelry

A necklace really shouldn’t cause anyone this much anxiety. I bought it from a friend selling those fabulous accessories made by women moving out of poverty. Cute jewelry + women’s empowerment. Win-win. I haven’t gotten myself a new necklace in years, I … [Read More]

Our Meal of Resistance

I first met Debra at our Arizona senator’s office. Our paths crossed again at an ACLU Resistance Training. This time Debra came with her partner, Candy, and shared that for decades, they’ve been organizing to secure their rights and were willing to join … [Read More]

From Bone and Dust, I am Beloved

I’ve pictured the moment a million times: Jesus standing up to remove his outer garments and wrapping a towel around his waist. What were the disciples doing as he did this? Were they paying attention? What did they think the basin of water was for? Did any of … [Read More]

Life in the Bardo

I remember how the floor gave way the moment my mom died She stopped breathing and I fell into a deep nothingness Around me stood the shells of my brothers and sisters To my left, sat my dad crumpled in upon himself And all of us hung suspended in … [Read More]

In the Darkness of Friday

I pry through my closed blinds and notice glints of pink and magenta. The cherry blossoms are in full bloom and are caught in the steady waves of a light breeze. Spring is here. But on this side of my blinds, it remains dark and cold. I light a candle and … [Read More]

The Parable of the Weeds

“Is this one a good plant or a weed?” I say doubtfully, pointing out one specimen to my husband. Really, I don’t need to be gardening today. We are moving in a few weeks, and then the garden will be a new tenant’s responsibility, and they can do battle with … [Read More]

This is How We Cry Out to God

This year I started seminary. It is exciting, and hard. Very often in my classes I hear something that blows either my mind or my heart right open. That is the exciting part. Tests are the hard part. Here, at my new monthly column "Seminary for Everybody," … [Read More]

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