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I really thought my journey in "disorder" or "deconstruction" was coming to a close. That was until I found myself tasked with the job of finding a new church. Sure, I am not alone in this task (see: Brendan, life partner). But I cannot deny that I'm the one in this marriage that holds the… Continue reading The Proverbial Desert →

I am the type of person who loves to reminisce. I love the act of flipping the book on my little life and pausing. I even have physical photo albums to help guide me. So, in the name of stepping forward into a whole new decade, I want to take time to reflect. I want… Continue reading A Decade Of … →

I have a slight inkling there are more than enough Remove Donald J. Trump posts and articles out to keep us going well into 2020. My hope is this one is a little different, in that my point-of-view is from the religious angle and, well, because if I don't write, I'll explode. The fact that I… Continue reading Relief in the Name of Impeachment →

I love this question. I love that my friend Erin even thought to ask me. It took me two whole days before I could barely form words to respond. Even then, it was garbled and was essentially an "I'm going to write a blog on that." answer. What I am going to write below gives… Continue reading Feminine Jesus →

I recently sent an S.O.S to a friend asking how she keeps her sanity together while the house is in disarray. We are both so alike -- though, I consider her a mentor -- so I knew it was my wisest decision to reach out to the wisest person I know. She took me through… Continue reading My Blue Light Sea →

Each year at work, there is this specific process performed called "roll forward." Information from previous years' work is rolled forward to be inserted into the following years' documents. From my understanding, it is done with the click of a button. With this in mind, I've been listening to a podcast that discusses many things… Continue reading Order, Disorder, Reorder →

"I read the definition of Imposter Syndrome and felt an internal, 'Oh, shit...' roll from my stomach and rise to my throat." These are the words, more or less, I said to my therapist yesterday. It was one of the three subjects I wanted to bounce off her as we talked. This last one --… Continue reading Opening The Door To Impostor Syndrome →