I believe I’ve shared before that I hate being confused about big life situations. For a time, I didn’t know what I wanted to do with my life and it was excruciating for me to wait in the unknown. My husband makes fun of me because this plays out in minor areas of my life where I actually do have control.
Before and after my child came into the world, my husband and I were inundated with advice from parents. Here’s the best way to sleep train, one would say. Baby led weaning instead of purees is best, another would say.
I’m currently reading You Can Heal Your Life by Louise Hay and finding so many gems. The premise of this book is that most physical illnesses stem from emotional roots. She doesn’t believe all illnesses can be cured through spiritual/emotional healing but her own story is one where she did in fact cure herself of cancer through forgiveness and claiming her worth and power.
As we near our annual love day tomorrow, I thought I’d take a moment to write about sex today; sex from a progressive Christian standpoint; sex from the standpoint of one who has further developed her thoughts from the rigid and restrictive teachings about sex she was taught growing up.
Happy New Year, everyone! New year, you say? Wasn’t that over a month ago? Yes and no. The New Year of the solar calendar took place on January 1st but the Lunar New Year changes every year. This year, it fell on Tuesday, February 5th—yesterday.
I had an amazing conversation with a graduate student this past week who wanted to interview me for her class on gender, sexuality and religion. We discussed a multitude of topics but her final question provoked a passionate response within me that I wanted to share with the rest of you.
A reader emailed me a couple of weeks ago with a question about one of my posts. It was such a great question that I wanted to dedicate an entire post to it.