Part of healing from fundamentalism is staring straight in the face the kinds of things I used to say to other people as an obnoxious evangelical. It’s… Read more “The Wholeness of the Forgotten Ones”
Category: spirituality
What Are We Seeking?
When the pain of the world filters through my vision all at once, I easily focus on what I’m seeing rather than what I’m seeking. Without thinking… Read more “What Are We Seeking?”
Angels & Demons: Do We Still Need to Believe in the Supernatural?
This past Sunday was the Feast of St. Michael and All Angels or Michaelmas (Michael’s Mass). In some countries in the northern hemisphere, it’s a Christian version… Read more “Angels & Demons: Do We Still Need to Believe in the Supernatural?”
Celebrating Mabon: A Season of Thanksgiving
The autumnal equinox has wheeled around once again. Every year I am reminded how this season has become my favourite season. Historically lacking the consumerist trappings of… Read more “Celebrating Mabon: A Season of Thanksgiving”
Those We Meet on the Road
Roads are thin spaces. I often romanticize thin spaces — their defiance of clear boundaries and their endless possibilities. They represent a reality of spiritual realms that… Read more “Those We Meet on the Road”
When Healing Make Life Complicated
When I skimmed this week’s gospel reading from the lectionary, I rolled my eyes a little bit (my mother would be so pleased, quite possibly declaring I… Read more “When Healing Make Life Complicated”
40 Lifelong Gifts — Part I
Part of my Lenten practice this year was to think of one genuine gift each of the forty days that the world of evangelicalism gave me. It’s… Read more “40 Lifelong Gifts — Part I”
Women of the Crucifixion: The Sound of God
I’ve done it since I was young. Focus on the absence of God, I mean. Not that any one group has any precise, theological understanding of exactly… Read more “Women of the Crucifixion: The Sound of God”
Peace At The Edge of the World
The Welsh have a word that possesses no definite translation: hiraeth. Roughly, it means: missing something, longing for places and spaces that feel like home. It is… Read more “Peace At The Edge of the World”
The Parable of the Absent Mother
I had the chance to participate in a pulpit swap this past Sunday. My Lutheran congregation occasionally trades pastors for a morning with the local Anglican church… Read more “The Parable of the Absent Mother”
Reluctant Mysticism 