“A History of Artwork in Exponent II”
While the Exponent II is most famous for its reflective writing on the lives of Mormon women, the art of Exponent II has always played a significant role in the publication.
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“Finding Exponent II, Finding Myself”
Little did I know that the blog would become a lifeline to me over the next two decades.
“It Is All Trust — All Gift”
Exponent II was not a fixed organization, but a passageway — a hall of mirrors.
“Change Is Slow, Patience Is Necessary, and Mistakes Are Part of the Process”
I don’t “know” many things, but I still feel in my heart that God has a plan for Exponent II.
“A Tribute to Exponent on Your 50th Anniversary”
I am grateful beyond words, dear Exponent.
“What Exponent Means to Me”
Finally, I was surrounded by what Anne of Green Gables called “kindred spirits.”
“Greener Pastures Don’t Need Me”
I’m still here, hanging out in the station, holding my seat, obstinately refusing to release myself from this self-inflicted calling. I know there are greener pastures out there, but those places don’t need me. The full content of this post is available to subscribers. Subscribe …
“I Would Not Be Who I Am, or Where I Am, Without It”
When I think about the retreat and the Exponent II community, I think of innumerous connections, conversations, laughs, memories, celebrations, songs, dances, and gifts of trust.
“Sisterhood”
I found prophetesses among these blogger women and was invited to kick off my muddy boots and to warm myself by the fire of their unconditional love. The full content of this post is available to subscribers. Subscribe now or log in!
“Three Generations”
There on page 5 was the poem my mother had submitted.
Highlights from the Exponent II Blog
In celebration of Exponent II’s 50th Anniversary, we are featuring three of the most viewed blog posts since the blog started in 2005. The full content of this post is available to subscribers. Subscribe now or log in!
“An Exponent II Daughter”
I know that these women are Exponent II’s Founding Mothers, but to me they were my mothers. The full content of this post is available to subscribers. Subscribe now or log in!