Category Archives: Journeys

Remain indoors written on the road during coronavirus pandemic.

Letters to Home: Comfort in the Time of Pandemic

Dear Bro, I love you. I know it’s not my normal starting phrase, but now that we all are fighting the coronavirus, it should be the first words out of the mouths of everyone these days. There are famous people being reported as passing due to

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Letters to Home: Life Happens, Ready or Not

Dear Bro, Some days start off well and then fall apart because of just one thing throwing you off.  I am not sure if it happens more often as I age or not, but my life isn’t anything close to what I expected when I

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Letters to Home: Living In and Out of the Closet

Dear Bro, I have been thinking and I have been sharing about my coming out, being outed by someone else or just dealing with when one might come out. What I haven’t shared is what it is like to be in the closet. Being in

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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

Wood frame house

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,