Category Archives: Journeys

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Letters to Home: It’s Never Too Late To Come Out

Dear Bro, What is coming out?  Telling someone that I am different from the norm. Most people look at someone and immediately determine if they are female or male.  If I am in a winter coat with one of my baseball caps on, I get

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Love, Alyce

Dear Bro, I should write home more often, but can’t seem to do it. Then today, I watched a movie and realized I could relate to it way too much. You may not have seen “Love, Simon” — but it was on HBO recently, and

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Living in a House Haunted by Love

I’m sometimes asked if my house is haunted. My father died there, my mother died homesick for it and, years earlier, she claimed to have been visited there by my grandmother’s ghost. The place is over 60 years old, and it certainly does contain its

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Introducing ‘Letters to Home’

This will be a regular column here at Whosoever.  The title of it is “Letters to Home.”  I will be writing letters to home that talk about me and what it is about living as an out and proud lesbian. I want to introduce myself. 

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Let Us Begin

God is not a Christian, God is not a Jew, or a Muslim, or a Hindu, or a Buddhist. All of those are human systems which human beings have created to try to help us walk into the mystery of God. I honor my tradition,

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The Courage To Be a Whosoever

Thank you for your magazine. You’re so courageous to do it. Those words were spoken to me by a young man who emerged from a crowd of people at the first gay and lesbian Christian conference I ever attended — the Witness Our Welcome conference

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What Religion Is This That Loves But Does Not Love?

As a gay activist and son, I finally, openly reflect on my mother’s inability, after 15 years, to escape her homophobic religious surroundings in which my father, her husband who is a lay-pastor, dominates her life, manipulating her landscape through the grid of his own