Holy Doubt, Holy Faith, Holy Shit

I recently changed the lock screen on my phone to a graphic that says: “You are a ghost driving a meat-coated skeleton made from star dust riding a rock floating through space. FEAR NOTHING.” I don't know why this tickled me so much. Maybe it’s because it makes my too-big fear feel small and inconsequential....

Hallelujah for the Discomfort

I wrote this poem a long time ago (like 3 years!), but read it today at a church service.  As I prepared for today, these words stuck out and have stayed with me: "there are so many layers to stepping in, but Brave is just what we call Scared when she's holding hands. So let's...

Day 2: This is all (and also everything)

(1)    Since early this morning, I have had Nahko and Medicine for the People’s song “Warrior People” going through my head.  Specifically, I have had these lines playing over and over:  “…I'm just a human being on another fucking journey. I'm on a journey, on a journey I'm on a journey, on a journey I'm...

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...