Heart-Work: “Flare up like a flame”

God speaks to each of us as he makes us, then walks with us silently out of the night. These are the words we dimly hear: You, sent out beyond your recall, go to the limits of your longing. Embody me. Flare up like a flame and make big shadows I can move in. Let...

Yes, and; Or, None of us shall be alone in the desert

When I was 9 years old, a little girl in dance class told me - in no uncertain terms - that it was not possible for me to be both Christian and Jewish.  At the time, I chalked this up to her being some version of an 9-year-old intolerant asshole.  In my mind, there was...

On finding the edge: A post about headstands, flashmobs, and god

Things you should know about me: (1) I am extremely introverted. I hate crowds, calling attention to myself, being in the spotlight, having people look at me, and being loud. I used to be extremely shy and blushed extraordinarily easily. I spent most of my adolescence and early 20s bright shades of red. I used...

I Can’t Keep Quiet

I am no stranger to organizing things when I see a need. When I was 10 years old, at my homeschooling co-op, one of the boys was running a "police academy" after lunch during free time. It turned into an exclusionary event where the boys - and those who were good at sports -- ran...

The Reality

(Content note: Sexual assault) Give me a moment. Just a moment of time in this swiftly turning always moving, frantically humming over-caffeinated universe -- just give me a moment to tell you one thing. One story. One thing to say. I want to scream it from the mountain tops with a bullhorn the size of...