Boundaries and obsession

This weekend, a man contacted me through a dating app. After I skimmed his profile, I was 99% sure I wasn’t interested, but I decided to continue the conversation just to see what happened. I do that sometimes, on the off chance someone pleasantly surprises me. So far they haven’t, but I’ve ended up withContinue reading “Boundaries and obsession”

Not-so-small gifts

I think the term “miracle” is overused, so I’m not going to call what’s unfolded since Friday a miracle. But I am going to acknowledge all of it, gratefully, as a series of gifts that I badly needed. For months now, since even before COVID-19, I’ve been feeling like I couldn’t stand any more hits,Continue reading “Not-so-small gifts”

On not being a mother

Last night I attended a virtual discussion between two women, both professors, about the creative body of work one of them had produced. Apparently her latest effort is concerned with female bodies, with the experiences of embodiment, so naturally the talk turned to motherhood. As a unique part of women’s embodiment. As a rite ofContinue reading “On not being a mother”

In which I encounter a unicorn, part 4

Read Part 3. God has named us and claimed us as God’s own. But almost immediately, other things try to tell us who we are and to whom we belong….We are tempted to doubt our innate value precisely to the degree that we are insecure about our identity from, and our relationship to, God.-Nadia Bolz-Weber,Continue reading “In which I encounter a unicorn, part 4”

In which I encounter a unicorn, part 3

Read Part 2. When we’re most innocent and vulnerable, we sometimes latch on to the worst labels, then carry them with us wherever we go. These aren’t labels others gave us in jest, they’re the names we give ourselves through our pain….When you find yourself calling yourself by a name that just isn’t true, rememberContinue reading “In which I encounter a unicorn, part 3”