For much of my life, I sought answers before I began walking. I'm finding practices that support me in living into the questions.

A tender letter for Christian parents navigating fear, faith, and love when a child comes out as gay. Reflections on presence, moral injury, and flourishing together.

I’m holding space for our tender hearts, heavy with tensions and contradictions, the places we feel unseen and in between.

A “dark night of the soul” is a season of spiritual disorientation—when what we once knew feels out of reach. This post offers a gentle map of what it can feel like, a reframe from “why” to “how,” and practical handholds for moving through obscurity.

The teachers who have shaped me invited me — whether explicitly or in the way they uniquely inhabited their life and calling — to engage with my soul.

Finding fluency in my body’s signals doesn’t mean life is easy or that I’m perfect, it means that I am learning. The learning has happened little by little in the tiniest of increments that I’ve savored the heck out of.

I awoke from a dream two years ago with a playful image, a new way of orienting to my faith: Magic Eye Art.

Here's a poem of grounding, written from myself to myself. These words are an anchor to guide my home.

How do we move in freedom, agency, and sacred responsibility — freedom for the flourishing of all beings and Love itself?

We all have had or will have moments like these when we get news that changes life as we knew it and leaves us wondering if we even really savored our “before.”

Spirituality is not a side project. It’s about opening more deeply to our life (over time) and holding on for the ride.

Prayer is fundamentally an offering of ourselves to God. It is not a matter of offering the pious thoughts of theologians or spiritual writers. Nor is it a matter of offering God only what we believe to be worthy.

Coming home to our bodies is about recognizing we are complex beings whose present-tense needs are worthy of time and care. These needs are not distractions, but rather, a portal to our deepest wisdom.

Here’s what’s emerging for me as I contemplate Meister Eckhart and John O’Donohue’s image of the soul as a shared dwelling place.

In trauma-informed spiritual direction, we seek to recover and deepen a direct connection with wisdom.

“Prayers are tools not for doing or getting, but for being and becoming.” Follow the threads that call you and listen for what is stirred with you.

One day your child may summon the courage to tell you their most tender truth. Here’s what I wish I would have known before mine did.

Off-the-beaten-path threads of spiritual wisdom woven into a tapestry of wisdom on grief. Whether we are grieving the loss of a loved one, a faith community, a dream, or a self-image, in attuning to our felt sense granularly, we bear witness.