Renewal Work
I love watching how individual experiences, feelings, and thoughts weave together to form each issue, reflecting some of the beautiful, collective work of Mormon feminism.
Author: Natasha Rogers
On Raising Mystical Creatures
For as long as I can remember, young boys, to me, were mystical creatures, often devious in nature. The full content of this post is available to subscribers. Subscribe now or log in!
Agency, or Well-Behaved Women Seldom Make History
Of all the principles of the gospel, agency may be the one that sings to me most purely. The full content of this post is available to subscribers. Subscribe now or log in!
We Gave Ourselves Permission: An Interview with Tamu Smith
I don’t need to protect the gospel. I talk about where I am in the gospel. I talk about what the gospel means to me, about how the gospel is very inclusive
The View Is Always Personal
It’s nothing but it’s a whole lot of nothing . . . The full content of this post is available to subscribers. Subscribe now or log in!
Jane Mormons
These weren’t Jack Mormons or Cafeteria Mormons; they were something else. The full content of this post is available to subscribers. Subscribe now or log in!
Daughter
Sometimes I imagine my birth. The full content of this post is available to subscribers. Subscribe now or log in!
Smoke Signals
My dad was not a religious man The full content of this post is available to subscribers. Subscribe now or log in!
Whose Body is This?
Before I even knew what sex was, my body belonged to my future husband. It was a temple for God’s spirit, a tool for His purposes, a gift to my husband, who would be the leader in my home and the only way I’d qualify to be with God again. The full content of this post is availabl…
Dear Mormon Parents
I’ve written and rewritten this letter in my mind at least one hundred times. Sharing my hard-fought beliefs regarding topics you hold most sacred is, frankly, heart-dropping. The full content of this post is available to subscribers. Subscribe now or log in!
Pilgrimage
Walking along these sands, trying to find Jesus The full content of this post is available to subscribers. Subscribe now or log in!
Passing through Sorrow
I felt the flame of my faith flicker against an unexpected current. The full content of this post is available to subscribers. Subscribe now or log in!
The Organist: Movement One
Heart thumping when the organist flips through the pages of her hymnal to prepare her prelude. I tell my mother I feel a rumble inside me, that I need to be closer. The full content of this post is available to subscribers. Subscribe now or log in!
Checked Boxes, Empty Seats
Insisting that there is only one way to do church right marginalizes anyone who follows their inner knowing, even when it deviates from the covenant path.
My Conversion in the Nirvana Shrine
Why did Kurt Cobain’s music speak to my daughter in a way nothing else did? The full content of this post is available to subscribers. Subscribe now or log in!
Come Jesus
I wonder what to do now that I’ve seen the images
Rumspringa
In Amish communities, there is a cultural practice known as Rumspringa. The full content of this post is available to subscribers. Subscribe now or log in!
Mormon in the South
When I tell people I grew up Mormon in the south what I mean is, The full content of this post is available to subscribers. Subscribe now or log in!
MormonBSads: An Interview with Anna Ream
MormonBSads originated from an ongoing desire to respond to the current LDS women’s feminist moment and my own awakening. The full content of this post is available to subscribers. Subscribe now or log in!
Highlights from The Exponent II Blog
The pulpit is one of a number of possible places where I can hear people sharing their own experience in seeking to find their way home. The full content of this post is available to subscribers. Subscribe now or log in!
When I Saw My Brother Joseph’s Face
Your angel appeared on a morning like this, and newborn saints gathered to your nucleus The full content of this post is available to subscribers. Subscribe now or log in!
Crossing the Finish Line: Why Our Sisters Need a Different Race
I invite you to look at the young women in your life. Look at their vibrancy. Do we want them to “run to the tape” and collapse?
Undoing the Ideal: Stitched, Scarred, and Sacred
I realized then how quickly cultural ideals move, while our bodies are left to absorb the consequences.
Shekinah
Wise woman, your mottled bark beckons The full content of this post is available to subscribers. Subscribe now or log in!
Witnesses to Aging
Through paint, fabric, faith, fiction, photography, poetry, and a variety of prose, the creators in this issue offer us a glimpse into their inner rings — their years, their stories, their change. This issue invites us to become witnesses to aging.
Open Water
I order six online — two suits in three different sizes. With menopause, my body is changing so fast I don’t know what will work.
A Casket Story
It’s a shame my casket can’t be on display before it goes into the ground, but we already have a coffee table and a chest to hold blankets … The full content of this post is available to subscribers. Subscribe now or log in!
Redefining Adventure
For years, I thought I had settled for a smaller life, that I’d missed my shot, and my best adventures had passed me by. The full content of this post is available to subscribers. Subscribe now or log in!
My Body, Her Echo
My body is not an enemy. It is a good body and really, all I have. The full content of this post is available to subscribers. Subscribe now or log in!
The Hummingbird in My Freezer
I began to wonder on a spiritual level if this exquisite, flawless, tiny thing, and all of God’s sentient creatures for that matter — including myself — have enough self-awareness to have torpor-like moments. The full content of this post is available to subscribers. Subscribe no…
We Wore Dresses Reviewed by Ynna Padilla
Bushman-Carlton covers motherhood, friendship, nostalgia of childhood, and the daily mundanities composing our existences with poems about each phase of her life from girlhood to becoming a grandmother.
Thoughtful Women: The Art of Making Plans
As I continue to age, I hope to be intentional. I plan to embrace Mary’s and my grandma’s examples, and hope that you will catch me Swedish death cleaning, making my own funeral arrangements, and dancing in the front row at Zumba. The full content of this post is available to sub…
“What did you get for question seven?”
I wonder if, in a desire to avoid comparison, there has also been a loss of solidarity. Has minding our own business left other people feeling like they’ve missed a map or answer sheet that everyone else seems to have? The full content of this post is available to subscribers. Su…
Gratitude for Time to Learn
There is so much to know. Aging has helped me learn things I could have learned in no other way. The full content of this post is available to subscribers. Subscribe now or log in!
Sonnet for My First Gray Hair
My hair comes in silver. I can’t decide if this is an ending or an unveiling.
Passing the Paintbrush: The Legacy of Marilee Campbell
For her, art was not only a vocation but an escape, a “love affair,” as she often called it. At all costs, she made art. The full content of this post is available to subscribers. Subscribe now or log in!
Highlights from The Exponent II Blog
When Life Gets You Down, Be a Chin HairBy Mindy May FarmerOctober 18, 2025 Women spend endless amounts of time and money plucking, waxing, shaving, and enduring laser treatments to evict [chin] hairs, yet they stubbornly return, quietly demanding space. Things will seem clear and…
Caretaking
Yet no class or algorithm or podcast showed me how to be a caretaker to aging parents. In some ways, caretaking for children and elderly is the same. The full content of this post is available to subscribers. Subscribe now or log in!