"Send the shoulders down the back body and release." This gently spoken command from my at-home yoga companion, Adriene Mishler, always serves to remind me that I tend to move through life with my shoulder tips pressed almost all the way up to my ears. And every time I remember to let go, I find space … Continue reading Five Minute Friday: Release
"If we're going to ask Mary loud and emotional questions, we must listen to her answers. We must treat her like a person. When you do, I promise she will deliver, with greater power than we’re ready for. She will answer loudly and emotionally. In all her raw and revolutionary power. She will give you permission to break out of your boxes, deny those who would belittle you, and put wild hope and trust in the God we strive to serve. And, after all, it’s great practice for listening to women and treating them like people, too."
It is Inauguration Day. Or, as I have been prone to think of it, the eve of the Women’s March. Like all big movements, we haven’t gotten here smoothly or quietly. In fact, I’d guess that the people I’ll be marching with tomorrow would rather they didn’t feel compelled to be there. After all, if … Continue reading Murmuration: My Hope for the Women’s March
On this Christmas Eve I am thinking about Mary. And I'm silently begging, as I have all Advent long, for the preachers and teachers who will work all this night to get Mary right. Or at least, to not get her wrong. Maybe it's because it's Year A* and we still see little wrong with … Continue reading Remember Mary
This story was told live for Second Tuesdays St. Louis, a monthly storytelling gathering. It is December 1992. You are in your favorite acid-wash jeans and flannel-lined denim jacket. You are also in some ridiculous hat that your mother insisted upon, probably some cast off from your older brother. You are seated on the tailgate … Continue reading The Other Sister: A Christmas Tradition
I learned something yesterday. I shared my table with a few beloved friends over the course of the day. And, like so many of us these days, we all had some really difficult and bizarre things hanging off our shoulders - some little and annoying, some bigger and heavier. I tidied the house, forgave the … Continue reading A Table in the Presence of My Enemies
I was deep in my notebook at the Festival of Faith & Writing when a boisterous group of women nearby started assembling for a photo. I hadn't paid them much attention, but they seemed to loosely know one another and I noticed their genuine enjoyment of one another's company and enthusiasm for each others' writing. … Continue reading Try it/Write it: Five Minute Friday