somewhere new, someplace safe: the tension of growth

I am both disappointed and elated to find I am not at all who I thought I was.  When I close my eyes and picture the woman I want to be, I see a smiling and kind woman who's always serving, always open.  She's funny, she's bright, she's assertive.  She is fully confident in who [...]

somewhere new, someplace safe: a prayer of celebration

There is a picture of me when I was 12-years-old.  I'm standing on the side of a pool, wearing an unflattering swimsuit.  Taken from the side, you see my belly sticking out.  My head is down, my fingers are in my mouth.  I'm told by my friends that I look scared in the picture. I [...]