Being Excluded from the Spaces that Love Us
I no longer sit at your tables. I no longer am eager to come into your rooms. The righteous indignation rose in me like the sun rises predictably in the east.
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What Love Actually Is: A Meditation on Presence, Grief, and Totality
Love is the clanging of cymbals when there is none—loud in absence and full in its presence. We don’t get to dictate love. This isn’t a movie we direct.
How Losing My Curls Became the Most Beautiful Spiritual Awakening
Hair falls from my head like leaves fall off trees and petals fall off flowers. Shedding—letting go—one of the most natural parts of nature.
What Happens When Love Becomes Tangible: Lessons from a Grandmother’s Funeral
Have you felt love? Do you know her warm touch and her warm embrace? The nourishment you feel when it fills your belly? There is no love like Divine Love.
How to Know God is Autistic
I decided that surely love—God herself!—lowkey, highkey?!— most definitely is autistic! Because hooow could she be so literal and giving and generous and unintentionally (?) but actively hiiiiiiilarious?
How to Know God’s Thoughts of Me
Don’t keep love hidden like you do the numbers of dollars in your bank account. No! Share love like immigrants share food, trees share oxygen, and the sun shares her rays. ♡
Women of the Dark
In the dark, I hear her.
In the dark, she knows the parts of me I’ve hidden from myself.
In the dark, I begin to know myself more, too.
Why Resting Before You’re Ready Is The Most Powerful Act of Faith
I joined the Zoom. And the merriment and shock and surprise when I saw 3 Black women staring back at me. Could I have planned it any better? NOPE! Y’all know I live for people of the global majority. Not in jest, but in ernest. I have breath in my body to help others like myself. And it was immediately evident that I need them as much as they need me.
The Sacred Love of Mothering Without Giving Birth
But perhaps that’s mothering, too. Saying what needs to be said and not being able to say everything, too. As the space of listening closes and grows smaller, our hearts grow bigger, our yearning grows deeper, and our love grows fonder.
Trust First, Leap Now: Why My Obedience Can’t Wait
Do not worry because where you are, I AM, too. I AM—the God of I AM THAT I AM!– I AM in your past, and have already knitted it together for your beautiful future.