Category Archives: Journeys

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Morality and Me

Morality is no small issue for me. I have often joked, and it is only a half joke, that I find guilt to be a great motivator and if not for guilt, I’d never get anything done. It is a joke, and an attitude, really,

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Rescuing Sex from Fundamentalism

I was born in 1963 in a suburb of Los Angeles to parents who defy the national divorce statistics. I am a transcultural surfer. It is my desire in life to absorb as much as I can through experiential adventures so that I can taste,

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Facing One’s Own Anti-Gay Bias

From the Louisville Courier-Journal, Thursday, April 10, 1997 I have said ugly things about gay people, and I’ve laughed at gay jokes. I, who am female and black, and who know firsthand the sting of contempt, and how bigotry can suck the light right out

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The Power of Prayer

Very recently I have had the great privilege of trying to discover the true power of prayer. The past three months have brought me one of the most difficult times in my life, and because of this trial I have had to re-assess my faith

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The AIDS Quilt: Celebration of Life

Today I saw the AIDS quilt for the first time. It was a nearly perfect autumn afternoon with a gentle breeze and crystal blue sky. After church I went down to the National Mall with a couple of friends. Beginning on the west side of