When it comes to Buddhism and cultural appropriation, I still sometimes worry that I’m making a big deal out of nothing, that I’m angry for no good reason.
At my Catholic all-girls middle school, I liked to tell people I was Buddhist. It was my feeble attempt at preteen rebellion. I enjoyed interjecting, “Oh yeah? Well, I don’t believe Jesus was real because I’m Buddhist!”
I hope that no matter what you’re doing, you’re able to find a tiny piece of joy, a small bite of sweetness. Amen.
“There. She. Is.” Glennon wrote in her new memoir, Untamed, when she recalled the moment Abby Wambach entered her life. I assumed that would be the central conflict of Untamed. And in some ways it is — but not the ways I expected.
Beltane is fast approaching and for many of us it’s going to be a solo celebration this year.
The Public Universal Friend is just one example of how, even in the binarist West, non-binary people have always existed.
“Selfishly, I’m worried about what will happen if I say out loud that I’m uncomfortable with all this God, if I let my brain run its anxious course. If my atheist, queer, bipolar self comes to choir with me in all its unkempt glory, will I lose my safest place?”
Church leaders wielded the idea of “the will of the Lord” in ways that forced me to surrender power and agency — but when I started reading tarot, I found a new way to move through the world.
I could be anything, my mother taught me. I could be anyone I wanted. Except for being an atheist lesbian — that wasn’t really on the menu.
I wanted to be whole, pure, the person I was supposed to be. I wanted to be good enough that my sexuality wouldn’t matter.
It’s cheesecake holiday time, let’s make some cheesecake.
This vegetarian, kitniyot-free vegetarian chopped liver feels really homey and comfortable and hearty and celebratory. Chag Pesach sameach!
Purim is a party, so let’s make a big batch of rainbow hamantaschen to celebrate!
Demonic witch queens are always queer. Fact.
“Honestly, it’s for younger me who really needed to know that you could be queer and loved by God at the same time.”
“We’re in Lancaster County at Erin’s family’s house, surrounded by plastic Bible quiz trophies adorned with gold crosses and family portraits taken at national parks. My bewildered partner comes to me, face slack, and tells me I need to call my mother.”
Happy Hanukkah! Celebrate the holiday, which starts tonight at sundown, with a recipe for delicious vegan sufganiyot.
Lilith after all has become a sign of every socially unacceptable aspect of women, including and especially our sexuality.
The data from our Lesbian Stereotypes Survey shows LGBTQ women and non-binary people have fled Christianity in droves — we actually have more Pagans than Catholics.
That’s what friendships with queer and trans Christians have taught me: it is blessed indeed to want more, more of everything, more love and more gender and more faith and more life.
The same people who published the unnecessary and homophobic Nashville Statement last year are at it again, this time with the Statement on Social Justice and the Gospel. Here’s a blackout poem that’ll let you know how Christians who don’t have a skewed understanding of our faith feel about social justice and the gospel.