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 […]

The Blessing of the In-Between Space

There’s a tree outside my parents’ house I affectionately named Delilah when I was younger. She’s a grand, magnificent beauty that flowers at the early signs of springs and dies as the autumn sun sets. Growing up, I watched the tree intently throughout the year and remembered the Aslan covenant—Winter will end. This too shall […]

The Hidden Blessing of Feeling Horrible

You would think that when you feel horrified, ashamed, and terrified, you would know you are feeling horrified, ashamed, and terrified. But in my experience, that’s not a given. Take one twilight, about two years ago. Someone that knows my family well invited me to a Facebook group along with some other people I trust. […]