Look at the Cross Again

Let me be the first to admit today that I do not understand the cross. The simple explanations of my childhood—that the cross spans the chasm between me and God—no longer satisfy. There is so much mystery, so much that I cannot wrap my head around, that I am tempted to just quietly back away, […]

What Does My Emergence as a Woman Smell Like?

“What does your emergence as a woman taste like?” At The Embodied Woman conference last month, Tina Francis-Mutungu asked us this question which stumped me. Nothing came to mind when she asked, nor in the days and weeks after, but the question stayed with me. Then one morning last week, I realized I needed to tweak the […]

Speaking Kindly to my Body

It’s hard to remember a time when I looked at my body with pride. I’m sure it was there in childhood. I could run and jump and skip. There was joy in play. But somewhere along the way I started to see my body as the enemy. Change seemed like an impossible task and often, […]

I’m a Lady Preacher, Called & Qualified

I didn’t know that you have to order the collar separately. When my black shirt with the white collar came in the mail, it didn’t have a white collar. It had a space to add the one I was supposed to order separately. But I didn’t know that. I’ve never done this before. I’ve never […]

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 […]