Finding My Religion

That summer we pretended we were orphans, two sisters torn apart by misfortune, reunited by happenstance with only Earth  to parent us.ย  Hair matted thick from days of hill country winds and no one to make us bathe, we decided on a movie star archaeologist,...

How She Regained Her Soul

The heart was the last to go but left a clue where to find her: a smooth river rock heavy in my chest. I knew long before โ€” an image had relayed the nature of her plea โ€” a vision of us together feeling the wind breathe the trees. For so long I resisted the urge...

According to Yellow Bird

The prince planted the woman in red amidst the spring sorghum. That yearย the sun struckย the moon down to Earth and stalks grew as high as the baobabs. The woman seemed to disappear in her cage of grass and the princeย told her to whistle so he could find her. But she...

Your Place in the Universe

You think itโ€™s an ordinary day, although warm for early morning in the desert sun. You decide to nap in the shade of a Palo Verde tree, but your mind is heavy with remembrances and regret, so many days wasted in self-absorption while affections went neglected, the...

The Loveless Trajectory of Sexual Abuse

Long before their falling-out, Carl Jung shared a tragic memory in a letter to Sigmund Freud: โ€œ… as a boy I was the victim of a sexual assault by a man I once worshippedโ€ (cited in John Kerr’s A Most Dangerous Method). Jung also shared his infatuation with...

Power of Poetry

We know freedom through the emotions and actions it ignites in us: joy, exhilaration, confidence, self-expression, playfulness. Yet, we cannot truly know freedom without some sense of belonging, which also ignites these same emotions and actions. Discourses that pit...

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