The Cost of Discipleship, the Cost of Being a Woman and Other

Let me just get this out of the way: I am not really enjoying this quarter. This is good information. Sitting with this discomfort is educational, insightful. But not fun or juicy or exciting. I surprise myself every week with just how Not Christian I am. Oh, do I miss the practices and mindsets of the previous two quarters! I can't not practice, so I lightly say my prayers and do a few breathing exercises. But oh, how I miss my practice.Revisiting things that once held meaning for me is … [Read more...]

A Musical Interlude

Each quarter I load up a Spotify playlist with music that channels the tradition I'm embracing. I enjoyed the rhythms and chants of Hindu inspired music. I listened to a lot of Bjork and Florence + the Machine during my Pagan quarter, two artists I adore. They may not be Pagan themselves, but their lyrics and sensibilities sure are. But this quarter? Contemporary Christian music is just so bad. Bland, cheesy, and trite.As I was lying awake in the wee hours of the night, I had a realization.* … [Read more...]

Fifteen Years in the Wrong Shoes – part two

Thanks to my experienced readers I was reminded that the word for this type of biography is called a testimony. Thank you, readers!Let's continue my testimony. (You can read part one here.) In this installment I get personal and talk about things I'd rather not.We last left off as I approached college. I considered myself a Christian, but was wary of Christian culture and of people who grew up in youth group. So you can imagine my enthusiasm when the summer before leaving for college … [Read more...]

The Book of Matthew

I can't remember the last time I sat down and read something from the bible. In my academic studies I did a lot of work with the first three chapters of Genesis. Occasionally I'd pay attention to the scripture readings at church services when I'd sing there. I was surprised, and I'm not sure why, to discover just how terribly boring is the gospel of Matthew.Something I remember from my religious studies days, and which was clear as day to me as I read Matthew, is that this gospel was written … [Read more...]


Firstly: I think I must be doing something right. My son, now 3.5 years old, just stood in front of the altar (which is still not fully set up), put his hands together, and prayed to the Ancestors to bless the dead and everyone in this house. Then he went back and said 'Mother, I love you with all my heart. Bless my parents and all my friends.' Oh, my heart.Secondly: This site will be down tomorrow in observance/protest of SOPA (Stop Online Piracy Act) and PIPA (Protect Intellectual Property … [Read more...]

Fifteen Years in the Wrong Shoes – part one

Something I remember from my years in Christianity is the practice of telling one’s story of how they came to Jesus. There’s a name for these stories, but I can’t remember what it is.... maybe 'witness'? Last quarter I had planned to write about how I found Feri but the move took up so much of my brain that I let that go. Now, hanging out with friends, the question has come up – what was my upbringing? What was my time in Christianity like? But every time I start this post I get caught up, trippe … [Read more...]

A House Blessing

Friday, January 6th, was Theophany (according to the Eastern Orthodox Church) and Epiphany for the rest. I'm not sure why, but it is on this day that house blessings occur in the Orthodox tradition, my preferred flavor of Christianity. A priest comes around to the home and blesses the structure and its inhabitants.I've just moved into a new home. I usually do a house blessing when I move anywhere new. My past practice has been to use various incenses to cleanse the space, then sprinkle salt … [Read more...]