By Natalie Patton | Twitter: @naticakes1016 It was the time of day in Bangkok when dirt and dust from sidewalk chalk covered my kids. With darkened faces, glowing eyes, and wild hair, they looked like creatures from another planet, doing loops on bikes in the shade of our high-rise condo. My six year old loves riding […]
The Hope for Which We Now Labor
by on December 12, 2018 1 Comment
It’s true what mothers say about forgetting the pain of childbirth. My births are now seven and nine-and-a-half years ago and I have to strain to remember the details. Giving birth is a moment we spend countless hours preparing for. It is the culmination of reading and birthing classes, showers, reordering our lives and homes, […]
How Many Times Can a Woman Split Open?
by on October 25, 2018 7 Comments
Did she catch a glimpse of what was coming as she split open and pushed him with the strength of horses into this world? In that moment, when life and death and blood and air weave themselves together so inextricably, did she have any sense, then, that he was being pulled into the dark? Or […]
The Privilege of Finding Home
by on July 30, 2018 Leave a Comment
Recently I was at a retreat on a property that had been owned by some of the first white settlers to the region. I visited the cemetery of this family that dated back to the mid-1800s. During a hike on the property, I perched on a rock to take in the scenery. As I breathed […]
I Am An Embodied Woman
by on February 28, 2018 10 Comments
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 […]
