Practicing Resurrection


It is Easter Monday and only two weeks have cycled since my mother passed away. It’s interesting how time can hang motionless and unwavering with one breath while, just as easily, it can slip through your fingers like so many grains of sand. These days I find myself stretched between both phenomena. I am both […]

When the Fertility Fairy Goes MIA


“Are you going to have more kids?” I look at my only child, playing and grinning from ear to ear. God, I love him. I feel a stab in my heart as disappointment and grief flood in. I don’t want him to be alone in life. But his dad and I have been trying for […]

Seeking Our True Image


“Magic Mirror on the wall, who is the fairest one of all?” In Walt Disney’s animated film Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs, the evil Queen (AKA She Who Contributes to Giving Stepmothers a Bad Rap) takes to a dark chamber on the daily and summons “the Slave in the Magic Mirror” to answer this […]

The Unsettling Song of Our Pilgrimage


I didn’t want my seven-year-old to see the painting. A woman lies naked on her bed, her legs spread open, a baby birthing with all the blood and vagina you’d expect. The mother’s face is covered with a sheet like a corpse. The baby has emerged only up to her neck; her head lolls to […]

Looking in the Right Mirror


I remember visiting an elderly parishioner who had a treasure trove of beautiful antique furniture in her home. The house itself was a Craftsman bungalow, with built-ins, high ceilings topped by crown molding, and beautiful wood trim around every door and window. She owned several old dressers, with lovely framed mirrors attached, and there was […]