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I felt the anger dissipate as I lit the fire. The full content of this post is available to subscribers. Subscribe now or log in!
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I felt the anger dissipate as I lit the fire. The full content of this post is available to subscribers. Subscribe now or log in!
“There is no reason why we should expect everyone else to travel by our own road, and we should not attempt to point them to the spiritual path . . . the Lord will take care of his own.”— Teresa de Avila, The Interior Castle My decades-long support of patriarchy in my religion un…
I chart the slope of my life The full content of this post is available to subscribers. Subscribe now or log in!
In the temple, my husband’s potential is more or less clear: He will rule and reign with Heavenly Father. But what about my potential? The full content of this post is available to subscribers. Subscribe now or log in!
Late twenties, childless, I feel like an imposter mother left to the crash of my friend’s kids splashes that splatter my cheeks The full content of this post is available to subscribers. Subscribe now or log in!
Awake and arise, open your ears and hear! I am she who speaks with the LORD. The full content of this post is available to subscribers. Subscribe now or log in!
Is there anything so mysterious as our own precious lives?
You could say I’m a people pleaser. (Only if you want! No worries if it doesn’t work for you!) I realized it was a problem while trapped by a fridge.
I was eleven, I was Artemis, goddess of maidenhood The full content of this post is available to subscribers. Subscribe now or log in!
Stranger Than Fiction
Read by author Then flew one of the seraphims unto me, having a live coal in his hand, which he had taken with the tongs from off the altar.— Isaiah 6:6 I ka ‘ōlelo nō ke ola, i ka ‘ōlelo nō ka make. In language there is life, in language there is death.— ‘Ōlelo No‘eau 1191 My mo…
In the blink of an eye, for him, the Garden Court seemed empty except for him and the picture of a girl kneeling in a field of sagebrush. The full content of this post is available to subscribers. Subscribe now or log in!