Advent, Christmas, and the Messiness of Wombs

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I never had children; never wanted to. So I haven’t spent a lot of time thinking about my womb. I never really had to keep track of its schedule, so I just let it do its thing, tended it as necessary without giving a lot of thought to what it was there for. I don’t [Read More...]

“Welcome to America”? Praying Through Anger, Loving Through Racial Storms

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A balm for the soul Blues artists, the slaves who composed the spirituals, psalmists, and practitioners of the spoken word have much in common. These artists sing and rap about, and testify to, the pain and joys of those inhabiting their songs. They live out raw, jarring, messy, brutal, unresolved, and buoyant experiences through their [Read More...]

Following Our Heartache: The Intersection of Yoga and New Monasticism

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“Yoga mats have become little island sanctuaries of peace. The time for that is over. We are now called to truly build community, to pool our talents, to share our heartaches and triumphs, and to use this energy in service of compassion and justice.” If a person reaches enlightenment with no one to serve, even [Read More...]


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