Bleed

The people who tell me That it must be easy to run around in fluffy skirts And satin shoes all day These people must not have done any ballet. Sure, The white gauzy fabric and pink satin shoes, Our hair pulled back with costume jewels, This creates an aura of magic But they don’t know…

Desolate Places

I know what I am. I know what I am made to be. I simply must Sing. But someone took it My voice A while ago And I can’t seem to find it And bring it back to myself. It seems my voice was tied up And driven off in the back of a van…

Colin Kaepernick and the Gospel Witness of Protest

Dear White Christians: What is it about someone kneeling during the national anthem that angers many of us so? Colin Kaepernick first sat down during the national anthem in the pre-season games of 2016. After meeting with former Green Beret, Nate Boyer, Kaepernick amended his protest to kneeling during the national anthem out of his…

Dear “Progressive” Seattle

Dear Seattle, City that I love…city I have always called home…hear me: We aren’t as progressive as we so loudly profess to be. I know we lead our nation in denouncing 45 and calling ourselves a sanctuary city. We show up in many ways, but when it comes to passing true progressive policies that makes…

Reading for Liberation

I just started reading feminist literature. I know…it took me this long?!?!?! But how was I supposed to know that feminism was good when Christianity taught me when I was but a wee one that feminism was “man-hating, immoral and all about burning bras (those things are expensive!!!)? And finally, when I learned more about…

Mountains

This was originally posted on our denomination’s Biblical Gender Equality Blog. I came back to it today and thought of sharing it here!  From the moment my parents met in a mountaineering class, my future was determined. My sister and I would be outdoor people. My parents encouraged my sister and I to hike and…

Uninvited

I write a lot of poetry on being loved, free and fully myself. After experiencing emotional abuse, I sometimes write to heal and to find my voice again. To my sisters and brothers who have been abused in any way: May you know your power and that you’re deeply loved.  You say strong is the…

Spilling Gold

I am a person of much privilege…white, middle class, thin, straight, blond, college-educated…there are so many times I need to listen. But as someone who has experienced abuse (that made me lose my love of music and stop singing for a good while) and as someone who is a woman with strong ideas, I find myself…

Being A Woman After the Election

I recently wrote this post for a blog in my church denomination that is working for the better treatment of women and girls. Check out that blog here. In the weeks following the election I have felt a sinking feeling in my heart…a feeling that I wish weren’t so familiar. My heart sinks to a…

Interfaith Service Prayer

A colleague and friend of mine at a local university asked me to lead a prayer at an interfaith prayer service which addressed hate crimes in our city, country and world. I and a protestant student at the university led the following prayer together. It is adapted from a call and response of the Lord’s…

Receiving

  This poem is for my dear friends and family who have taught me to receive over the past few months of unemployment, uncertainty and fear. I’m not very good at receiving…but maybe you’re helping me get better at it.  For once There is simply Nothing That I can give. Jobless and moneyless Exhausted and…