The Hidden Blessing of Feeling Horrible

You would think that when you feel horrified, ashamed, and terrified, you would know you are feeling horrified, ashamed, and terrified. But in my experience, that’s not a given. Take one twilight, about two years ago. Someone that knows my family well invited me to a Facebook group along with some other people I trust. […]

When I Claim All of My Space

I’m a big gal. I’ve always been. I’ve not always loved this body, so I settled for ignoring it. I stopped thinking about my body. I stopped looking at it, feeling it, moving it, seeing it. I stopped living in my body and just lived through it–mostly, because I had no choice. I couldn’t get […]

The Sacrament of Childbirth

I was shocked by how similar childbirth was to watching my father-in-law die. There is the pacing, the patience, the impatience, the watching for signs of death—or life. The living room transforms into a tunnel where the outside world is fuzzy and out of focus and inside, all senses are heightened. As the time for […]

This is My Pledge of Resistance

There is a church by the river in my city. It was once a cathedral, but now it is just three stone walls at the far end of a cemetery. Fire claimed the hand-carved pews, the ornate stained glass windows and the heavy timber beams long before I was born. The façade stands as a […]

We Are a Beautiful Roar

What an incredible time to be alive as a woman on this earth. Twenty years ago, I became part of a movement of women who prayed that abuse against women would be revealed. We asked that human trafficking, slavery, violence against women, sexual abuse—everything that was so evil and still so hidden, diminishing women in the […]