The Gate

“I had no idea, that the gate I would go through to finally enter this world would be the space my brother’s body made…” // For days now, that first line of Marie Howe’s poem “The Gate” has been echoing in my mind. Sometimes, my subconscious swaps out the word “brother” for “mother,” and I […]

I Am Not Yet Done Becoming

I’ve always been one to relish the flipping of the calendar page at the start of each new year. I like beginnings and clean edges and wide open spaces. I like the opportunity to begin again. This year has been no different. Except that it has. I’m coming off a year that, if I’m completely […]

I Am Not Labeled, I am Named

Once you label me you negate me.  —Soren Kierkegaard I. I wasn’t a fat kid. On the contrary, I was hollowed ribs and lanky limbs for much of my childhood.  I was gangly elbows and knee caps too big for my legs. I was a jawline cut straight and tight like a razor’s edge and […]

My Hair Journey: The Deepest Reclaiming of Soul

I fell in love with natural hair in second grade. Traci wore her cotton candy clouds of hair woven into two soft braids. They criss-crossed at the nape of her neck.  From my seat at a wooden desk scribbled with the names of children who’d come before me, I watched and dreamed about her hair. Traci’s […]

Breasts, Backsides and the Table of Equality

by Tina Osterhouse | @TinaOsterhouse The first time I was called into the pastor’s office for wearing something inappropriate, I was 17. I started going to a large community church right after my parents’ divorce. I had recently unashamedly given my entire life over to God and was radically committed to finding Jesus everywhere I went. I […]