Embodying all of me is the best way I know to love the world.

We—you and I—are in-between right now

May we each find the balance point we need

Dying is scary, but we are brave, and we can talk about it together.

We don’t need to understand why someone sets a boundary to respect it.

Your minister is not, cannot be, your friend.

If I want well-being to be my truth, I must reclaim and protect it.

We already have everything we need within us to meet the life that is before us.

My inner compass reminds me of the power we’ve been given to create a new future.

I learned that love and support can be expressed in many different ways by different people.

"There are two moments that matter. One is when you know that your one and only life is absolutely valuable and alive. The other is when you know your life, as presently lived, is entirely pointless and empty. You need both of them to keep you going in the right direction. Lent is about both. The...

I feel disoriented when I’m in a new place or situation and can’t figure out whether the rules are real or imaginary.

Sometimes, I know I'm hanging onto a part of my life that I'll eventually need to let go of...but not just yet.

I take care of myself first, because I am deserving of exquisite care. I take care of myself to maintain the capacity to help others. I move and stretch my body every day. I spend time in nature, attuning my senses to the earth's wisdom. I ration my daily exposure to the news....

Although the German word Giftschrank sounds like a quirky holiday tradition, the term is really a combination of the words poison and cabinet....

Sometimes people show up fully and be with me. And sometimes they cannot, even if they really care about me and want to help.

When I internalize cultural messages about the definitions of success or failure—or anything, really—I undermine my own sense of self-worth.

In real life, sometimes grief looms largest in December. Sometimes there's one too many dress-ups and the gold tulle makes your legs itch. “I just needed it to stop for a minute. Next time I will take calm breaths.”

This is a story of in-the-middle for those wondering how their story ends.

I wanted so badly to break free and let loose—but I just couldn't. I was stuck in my own false ideas of the congregation's expectations of me. Luckily, there’s still time.