Belly Dance

“Ewww, Mom, that’s disgusting,” he said as he glimpsed a sliver of the wrinkly, stretched skin of my stomach. The moment had started sweetly. Miracle of miracles, the kids were ready to go to school early which of course, never happens. So my two youngest boys and I were enjoying a few minutes of snuggling…

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Undamaged Goods

It was 2008 when Katy Perry launched her hit song, “I Kissed a Girl [and I liked it].” I worked in a conservative ministry at the time and watched as “church-people” gasped and shook their heads as if the world had reached a new depth of wickedness.

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Help Deferred Makes the Heart Sick

“I can only do it for $15 an hour and .25 cents a mile. At my age, what you are offering to pay me is really low and I could make more money doing something else.” The text came across my phone as I was on a date with my husband and immediately tears flooded…

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All Bodies Are Good Bodies

In Zadar, Croatia there is a thousand year old church that sits crumbling on the edge of the Adriatic sea. Embedded in its foundation are countless broken artifacts, alters, and columns from the pagan temple that once stood in its place. It was only a few meters from this church where I swam in open…

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Tell Your Heart To Beat Again

“Shame is the intensely painful feeling or experience of believing that we are flawed and therefore unworthy of love and belonging – something we’ve experienced, done, or failed to do makes us unworthy of connection.” Brene Brown   Recently the familiar buzz of my phone yielded a text. “You’re writing is different. Stronger. Intentional. Larger…

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Recovering the Carefree Kid

If I hold back, I’m no good. I’m no good. I’d rather be good sometimes, than holding back all the time. –Janis Joplin I spend my Saturday afternoons sitting on metal bleachers in a sweaty warehouse, watching my daughters practice gymnastics.

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An Unexpected Invitation

I sat at the table on the lawn outside my door, the warm October breeze ruffling the pages of my journal as I filled page after page.

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Let us End the Space in which Exploitation Flourishes

I imagine most of us women are a little preoccupied as of late. My girls and I are listening to Michelle Obama today, filling our minds with strong inspiring words to remind our hearts of who we are.

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On Girls and Small Stories

Four girls gaggle in the back of our van as I eavesdrop. They discuss Donald Trump, Miley Cyrus, the status of their braces, and length of their earrings.

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