Singing my daughter lullabies at bedtime took on new meaning as I felt my songs to be processing of the day’s emotions.
Another moment at the park
We talked more about how God makes all kinds of different people and people with grown-up bodies and kid brains are just one kind of the people that God makes.
The Breasted God
Using exclusively male pronouns for the Divine can be limiting, idolatrous, and downright damaging to our spiritualities. It can subconsciously rearrange our imaginations, decrease our self-esteem, and make us question our place in the ongoing creation of the world. Let’s explore other images of God and see what these images might have to say to …
Labor Day
This is my Labor Day - the day I labored from midnight to midnight working to get my baby to come out of my body. I didn't know whether the baby was a boy or girl, and, of course, I had no idea of what I was getting into with parenting. I felt tremendously empowered …
Part 1: Who’s calling?
This piece is inspired by a talk I gave to a local parish women's group in 2016. I'll split it into three parts. The first: Who's Calling? My daughter is two years old. For her, when you call someone, you see their faces. Admittedly, she calls few people - namely her grandparents. And she knows …
