Progressive Evangelical Female’s story of pornography and sexual addiction

I am a progressive evangelical. I like to think of myself as a baptiscostal floating around in the mainline churches.What do I mean by that?I mean that:I take the Bible seriously. I don’t worship the bible, and I don’t interpret it literally. I try to use exegesis, and historical context to interpret it. I love the Bible. I love it’s 3,000 plus verses on God’s decrees of Justice to the marginalized. I love creation and I try to care for it. And I don’t mean a literal 7 day creation … [Read more...]

Texting vs. Flirting with a Monk

It's late and I would enjoy drifting off into dreamland but something in me feels unsettled, an inner agitation.  In the past, I would have allowed this to take root and my thoughts would encircle a 'problem'. But now I know I can go inside to escape turmoil, establishing peace. Somehow we've forgotten that mental calm and balance are our natural default state.Getting centered can be done with meditation or replacing negative thougths with positive ones like a mantra. Reminding ourselves-- I … [Read more...]

Westboro Baptist, Eye-gazing + #DemsInPhilly

  Why would a Christian Yogi Mama head into Philadelphia amidst the crowds of Bernie or Bust supporters carrying her hand-made sign displaying-- We are already connected Look into my eyes and see Well, not to face down  the infamous, vemon-spewing  cult, Westboro Baptist, that's for certain. But when I found myself in 93 degree sweltering heat, it was nothing compared to the hellfire and damnation being shouted from the guy with the mic.  I had never seen or heard anything like this, let alon … [Read more...]

At a Loss for Words

This will sound so cliche. But, I'm just at a loss for words.+France and another attack. Just no words left.That doesn't mean hopeless or despairing, just quiet and thoughtful. What is worth saying in the world we have lived through in the last few weeks? So many words have been poured out, and so few help.Through it all babies continue to be born. People get married. Young, hopeful, beautiful lovebirds commit to life together. Jobs are kept and loss. Migraines still manifest. Books … [Read more...]

GRACE, a Name we can all Adopt

A store clerk looked at my credit card last week and asked, "What does your name mean, Anita? It is so beautiful". I responded that I once knew, but had forgotten… that I would google it.Apparently, my name means GRACE and I couldn't have been happier to learn or re-learn this little fact. I have always loved that word.While I was preparing for yoga with the ladies of the Phila. Federal Detention Center (FDC), I decided to research the meaning of many of their names:Donna- l … [Read more...]

Love Made of Fire: Love, Trauma & Lament In a Post-Orlando World

PAIN MADE OF FIREOn Sunday, June 12th, like so many others, I woke up to the news of the Orlando massacre being written across my Facebook page and television screen. Gut punch after gut punch I watched as the information unfolded — it was an LGBTQIA club, it was mostly people of color, it was Latinx night. The complexity of identity and what it means to be in the margins lay before me — not just as some abstract observation of how the more vulnerable you are the more susceptible you are to v … [Read more...]

Die, Die, Die

Do you ever wake up so sad because the world is overrun with violence, grief + disbelief in the healing power of love? and your own pounding (occasionally violent) heart threatens to beat itself out of your chest...  I am led to pray over my friends and family. It's as if as I extend each blessing, I can already feel love  returning to me.  But then I have this feeling ARISE-- it is so unsettling, I am not me at all...I am other than myself. I do not fit in my old skin any … [Read more...]

Jesus Commanded I Tell You about Gluttony

Like a preacher in yoga pants I have come, a new Paul, to tell of your integrity in Christ, as a shared identity. But first you must put down your phone or laptop...Go ahead, trust me, she says with a mischievous grin.Back already? Great, now that I have your full attention!! Put it back down and put one hand on your belly and one hand on your heart. Close your eyes and fill up your belly like a big balloon, pause for a few seconds and then watch the belly descend as you slowly empty out … [Read more...]

Hey it’s Jesus in an Easter Dress Sitting in the Lotus, but You don’t Recognize Him

I cried on Easter Sunday...actually, Jesus my bridegroom wept because again He went unrecognized. It's a sad feeling deep in the heart, when a pastor doesn't recognize the risen One he is preaching about knowing so well. Not much has changed in over 2,000 years. It's Good Friday morning --coffee with an old friend chatting about God, yoga, healing, trauma, + racial tensions when over walks the pastor of a local church we used to attend. He had his back to us and I had not even seen him … [Read more...]

The Walking Dead & Trumping Our Own Conscience

 I love all things zombie. I have never been a Trekkie or a SciFi Superfan -- although I do love Marvel Films -- but since I first saw The Night of the Living Dead as a pre-teen in my parent's sunroom one summer afternoon I was hooked on all things zombie-genre. This intimate and lifelong relationship hit a new depth when The Walking Dead came on AMC. It was the zombie genre that I loved but extended beyond the disappointingly too-short time frame of a film, and it was so well curated that it e … [Read more...]