My story of trauma is not unique. Statistically one in four (or five) have experienced some type of sexual abuse—mostly as children. If you

I chose a career path that made little sense to most. I believed in small children. I believed what happened to children in the first five y

I lived my life well. I kept the rules that I was told to keep only now realizing that most of those rules have been discarded. Some say tha

Joy was always tricky because deep down, I knew there was something wrong. It wasn’t a spiritual problem; it was something much deeper. How

In my mind, we get the story of Joseph all wrong when we try to imply that God was in control during every step of the journey. This in no w

Sometimes, as I work on the pools, I shake my head and think, “It has come to this.” Yes, it has come to this. I am a Pool Lady with a Ph.D.

How is it that telling the truth about the pain inflicted on us makes us less spiritual than those who inflicted the pain? Making the victim

It is way too easy for leadership in Christian settings to feel right (or righteous) about the decisions they make and simply believe that t

Some define forgiving as a choice. They say, “Choose to forgive and eventually you will feel it.” I say, you haven’t forgiven until you feel

I always believed I had no rhythm. It wasn’t true, but I believed it. Once, when speaking, I said rhythm had been bred out of me as a third-generation Nazarene (fill in other denominations who robbed us of the dance). I honestly believed it, but I had a memory of being about eight years old and tapping my toes inside my shoes so no one would see that I was moving to the music. As I began to heal, I realized I did have rhythm. It was not exquisite or perfect, but it was moveme

Why did Jesus die? Well, first of all he died because religious types hated him for speaking truth that upset their carefully constructed boxes and disturbed their power base. There are thousands of books on the subject of why Jesus died, but plain and simple, he died because he was hated and he refused to keep quiet and stop healing people. He knew exactly what was going to happen because he knew how entrenched religion had become and the power it wielded over those it oppre

This is a line of sorts in the sands of time because this blog post divides my past from my future. I suppose it can't really be that clearcut because it is still me living on both sides of the line--but it is a very different 'me' who steps forward to my future. The last post I made was over a year ago and before that there were occasional smatterings of thoughts. I built this website and blog to step into my future, but I had too much baggage to successfully navigate that t