Lord, Let Me Be a Wind Tunnel
Often in spring and summer I perform an early-morning ritual: shortly after awakening, I move from my ground-floor bedroom to the downstairs and open the family room door as wide as it will open. Then...
View ArticlePioneers: Just Surviving Their Own Journey
Ours was not a family whose heritage was lauded. Although both maternal and paternal ancestral lines are rich with faithful pioneers, their stories were not recounted during family home evenings in my...
View ArticleMother’s Milk
Mother’s Milk a poem about God the Mother I miss Her breast today; her heart, pulsing against my cheek. She unlatched me; gave me to the care of my brother, her firstborn Son. She is weaning me...
View ArticleSeeing Through The Veil
“For now we see through a glass, darkly; but then face to face: now I know in part; but then shall I know even as also I am known.” I Corinthians 13:12 You know how strings of musical instruments that...
View ArticleRelief Society General Broadcast: Thomas S. Monson
When I volunteered to do a blog post reporting on the talk by the Male Presider at General Relief Society Meeting, I had no idea who the speaker would be. To be perfectly honest, when I heard President...
View ArticleClaiming Our Name
Several years ago someone made a surprising and hurtful remark to me. This person was aware that I was working through painful memories of childhood sexual abuse perpetrated by my father. Perhaps I...
View ArticleWe Are Daughters and Sons of Heavenly Parents
We’ve recently had some discussion here at The-Exponent about the potential benefit of revising the young women’s theme to include reference to Heavenly Mother. If you haven’t read it yet, I encourage...
View ArticleAll I Really Need To Know About Mothering I Learned From My Cat
While I raised my children I remember watching myself over-expend energy. I was aware of what I was doing: helping and working, sharing and caring for everyone who needed me. However, it seemed there...
View ArticleNativity: A Letter to My Son
na·tiv·i·ty (n -t v -t , n -). n. pl. na·tiv·i·ties. 1. Birth, especially the place, conditions, or circumstances of being born. Dear Luke, You’re a grown man, turning thirty tomorrow. But every year...
View ArticleBirth/Rebirth: From God, Who Is Our Home
“And by the vision splendid is on [her] way attended; at length the [wo]man perceives it die away, and fade into the light of common day.” William Wordsworth 1770-1850 Five years after the birth of my...
View ArticleSacred Music: The Sound of All of Us
Lately I’ve been meditating about belonging to the tribe of humanity: sisters and brothers, all traveling in a foreign land, all a little lonely for home and for each other. This song reminds me that...
View ArticleValentine’s Day: Love and Blood and Water
A version of this essay first appeared at Segullah.org “But if in your fear you would seek only love’s peace and love’s pleasure, then it is better for you that you cover your nakedness and pass out of...
View ArticleThis Is Life Eternal. Right Here. Right Now.
For this is life eternal, that they know thee, the only true God and Jesus Christ whom thou hath sent. ~ John 17:3 It’s hard to...
View ArticleComing Up for Air
Coming Up for Air I. My little sister may not win her battle with cancer. She says God asked her, Will you take a bullet for your son? To her it means, Will you give your child a life of strength,...
View ArticleWoman, Why Do You Weep?
I weep because gross darkness covers the whole earth. I weep because daughters bear the burden of the sins of their fathers. I weep because women are often harmed at the hands of unrighteous men and...
View ArticleA Golden Thread
Remember when we were children? Remember how sometimes when we were sad we stopped what we were doing, plunked ourselves down in the dirt or on the grass and just cried? We didn’t have to explain it to...
View ArticleI Hope You Stay
It’s not very politically correct these days in the feminist or progressive Mormon community to make a plea like this. We’re expected to honor every woman in the place she stands, to wish her well...
View ArticlePoetry Sundays: Who The Meek Are Not
Who The Meek Are Not By Mary Karr Not the bristle-bearded Igors bentunder burlap sacks, not peasants knee-deep in the rice-paddy muck,nor the serfs whose quarter-moon sickles...
View ArticleDigging Deeper: The Future of Mormon Feminism Part 1
Part one of two posts. Introduction Maybe you won’t identify with this story. Maybe by the grace of God you escaped the curse of cultural or racial prejudice that affects both a person of privilege...
View ArticleDigging Deeper: The Future of Mormon Feminism Part 2
Click here for Part 1 Waking Up I vividly remember an experience with my youngest daughter who was around four-years-old at the time. I was using public transportation to get to and from campus where...
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