Bone and Skin and Revelation

It is a strange thing to live in a body To be a person cloaked in skin that curves and bends in particular places For a time, my person, that luminous, humming being embedded in among bone and sinew was more witness. For a time it seemed my body was me. When my body first […]

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 […]

I Am An Embodied Woman

By Naomi Pattison-Williams | Twitter: @NaomiWilliams87 Last Sunday I went to the beach. I pulled up, squeezed into a tight parking spot (still an achievement every time for this Vancouver-transplant driving a big old Albertan truck) and began to walk, face tilted down slightly against the wind, until I reached the pebbly beach. As a theology […]

The Secret of Unfurling

Can I tell you something? For too long I heard wrong. And misunderstood the language of the years. This mistake shaped me for a time. Calendars flipped and my body curved and still I was quiet. Each year sifted down upon my head and slowly I became hidden. But see this– Look with me at […]

I Can’t Rub My Brown Away

It’s hard to stay hidden when you’re the only brown girl in the room. I can’t slip into the background and hope no one notices me. I can’t rub my skin color away and blend into the sea of white. It’s hard to stay hidden when you have big, unruly hair that takes up space. […]