The ego strikes back I’m going to be honest, as a lesbian woman, I didn’t feel much like celebrating the Fourth of July this year. Supreme Court decisions ending affirmative action, codifying discrimination against LGBTQ+ people in public services, the rise in anti-transgender (and LGB)
We all feel that pull for God I remember the exact moment I broke up with God. I was 16-years-old and I had just learned the word for what I am. Oddly enough, my education came through an issue of Rolling Stone magazine – to
She was my shepherd I woke up at 4 a.m. yesterday awash in grief. On Sunday night we discovered that our 10-year-old German Shepherd, The Lord (Named thusly because “The Lord is my shepherd”), could no longer walk. She had been having mobility issues for
And becoming a master of Love One night many years ago, Angie Gorman was in bed at home alone when a man kicked open the door of her bedroom. This was a time before cell phones and her only phone was a landline downstairs. The
Follow your arrow, instead I recently watched an interview with a Presbyterian pastor who has built an online spiritual community that is thriving and growing. It was not her intention to build this community. It simply sprung up around her when she began posting short
The power of love in an unjust world Back in June, my spouse, Beth, and I traveled to Gainesville, Fla., to attend a couple of talks that one of my favorite authors and teachers, Michael Singer, gives at his spiritual center there called The Temple of
So, just be happy instead A story is told of a little girl talking to her teacher about whales. The teacher told the girl that it’s physically impossible for a whale to swallow a human whole because of the size of its throat. “Well, Jonah
If you want it. “I don’t want to live in this world anymore.” That’s what the voice in my head said yesterday as I learned of yet another mass shooting in yet another elementary school, taking away the precious lives of more children and those
Or, what to do when you drop the dog food I dropped nearly a whole bowl of dog food onto the floor this morning. It was a spiritual epiphany. The breakfast for my 9-year-old German Shepherd, The Lord (because “The Lord is my shepherd”), must
“You can rest in peace only because you are awake.” Back many years ago when I was teaching a comparative religion class at a South Carolina technical college, the final assignment was a much-dreaded group project where students had to invent their own religion. They