A Mother’s Day Invitation: Empowering Mothers in Costa Rica

To say I have a complicated relationship with Mother’s Day is an understatement. Earlier this week I found myself standing in the card aisle of the grocery store, staring at a wall of Mother’s Day cards that left me frozen and tempted to ditch my full cart of groceries, in a sprint for the door. [Read More…]

Jordan Edwards: But the People Just Stood Around

We the faithful could do with something. The silence from the Church in the face of wide-spread systemic racism is deafening. [Read more…]

In Praise of Transfigured Flesh

This morning I burned my hair on the curling iron. I’ve been using a curling iron my whole life, but today I somehow managed to lose almost an entire lock of hair to the hissing, smoking, smell of death that is human hair burning. I am a disaster, but nothing if not honest. When you [Read More…]

Who Betrayed and Who Stayed

  “Ring the bells that still can ring Forget your perfect offering There is a crack, a crack in everything That’s how the light gets in.” – Leonard Cohen, Anthem   On Palm Sunday, we visited another parish. It was our children’s spring break from school, so we loaded a six year old and her [Read More…]

Hearing Black Voices: A Challenge

I’ll never forget the moment when it “clicked” for me. The moment when I realized that being anti-racist was more than opposing overt racism, and more than sharing MLK Jr. quotes in January and February. It was in the wake of the Trayvon Martin shooting and the acquittal of his shooter. There were protests, not [Read More…]

I am Ashamed…

today, to be an American, for America is a place do not recognize, a language I no longer seem to speak. I won’t pretend I can speak to the refugee or immigrant experience; I can’t. But Warsan Shire can, so I will let her. I dare you to read every word. Home Warsan Shire no [Read More…]

Solidarity in Darkness

“Well, darkness has a hunger that’s insatiable, and lightness has a call that’s hard to hear. I wrap my fear around me like a blanket, I sailed my ship of safety till I sank it…”  – Indigo Girls, Closer to Fine     Friends, Things are looking dark right now. We are less than a [Read More…]

Another Woman For Peace: Thoughts From the March

On Saturday, I opened my jewelry box, took out a button and attached it to my coat.     I had gotten this button on a street in Washington DC in 2003, when I was 19 and protesting the invasion of Iraq, an occupation we are still wasting blood and money on today, 14 years [Read More…]

2017: A Year in Written, Spoken, Words

As I get off to an uncertain start with 2017, both personally — I’ve finished my Creighton internship and am now a full-fledged FCP (FertilityCare Practitioner), so now what? — and in terms of watching the unfolding events of our nation with a mixture of anxiety and revulsion on basically every level, I’m left thinking [Read More…]

I Met God at Starbucks

Today, I met Bruce. Though really, I think his name was Jesus. The oldest girl-child at school, the twins at home with babysitting Grandma, I was finally, blessedly, going to get work done. My bag was packed with files, and notes, and plans. So many plans. How I was going to help my brothers and [Read More…]