Blind obedience in the name of patriotism or religion ultimately takes our lives.

To be whole. To be complete. Wildness reminds us what it means to be human, what we are connected to rather than what we are separate from.

We are wearing coats of trust. When one tells a story this is what happens.

I think my heart breaks daily living in Salt Lake City, Utah. But I still love it. And that is the richness, the texture.

The moment Eve bit into the apple, her eyes opened and she became free. She exposed the truth of what every woman knows: to find our sovereign voice often requires a betrayal.

What I mean by "An Unspoken Hunger." It's a hunger that cannot be quelled by material things. It's a hunger that cannot be quelled by the constant denial.

Grief dares us to love once more.