While the veil is thin I asked my Great Grandmother. I asked her what she would want for me. Maybe what she never had for herself. And I heard an answer. Felt it bubble forth from some secret spot under a gut so used to worry. There was no judgment. There never was. Judgment was… Continue reading While The Veil Is Thin
This town, it is my memory. Like it was then, when we’d take turns as passengers, closing our eyes while others drove us through these streets we’d memorized, just so we could guess where we were. It was a game. We were never wrong. This town, it is a soundtrack, the vibration of electric bass and… Continue reading This Town.
The truth is, I’ve been sick for a long time. I won’t list the symptoms, but I will tell you they are real. There are people in my life who have long encouraged me to slow down. They have asked me to do something different. Some have even demanded I stop altogether. For my own… Continue reading This Isn’t What They Meant When They Said To Put Your Body On The Line.
In Response To: Luke 1:39-45 I’ve always felt drawn to Mary. There is something about her that resonated for me. Some secret power I felt she had. Some way of approaching the world that I wanted to learn from. At home I have an altar. It’s a collection of various things that remind me of… Continue reading Sermon. Birthing The Sacred and Subversive