I no longer recognize the face of Jesus among Americans For Jesus fed the hungry healed the sick welcomed the stranger Did not throw a stone Cleared the courts prevented violence American Christians want their guns make church a business throw stones at everyone except those that look exactly like them Deport strangers only care Continue reading

I feel the pain and hurt resurfacing buried deep to survive I feel it in my stomach I feel the tension the ache and nervousness It is real It must be felt as a witness to my pain That version of me is deserving of all my attention when she calls for it And she Continue reading

I do not wake up and notice the goodness of my body. Instead, I measure and judge. And truly, even if I asked myself how I am feeling and the answer is always the “negatives”, I could at least, respond with compassion rather than irritation. I guess I don’t really know what my body “should” Continue reading

There’s a healing light within me that sense of self I call her Compassion She’s been with me from the start a compass guiding me always telling me to be myself even when myself made people bully me and reject me treat me wrongly Compassion taught me to stay true never waver from authenticity That Continue reading

She’s in a box and you are not She’s stuck in one way but you’ve chosen to explore and when you leave the trail and are curious about the things you see off the beaten path You will find not just one wonder but many For the flowers you follow off the road will lead Continue reading