Privilege and talking about hardship

“I would be just devastated.” It’s a word I’m not allowed to use, I think. You hit a point where too many bad things have happened to you in too short a period of time, and you suddenly have no time to be devastated because you’re pretty busy working until 7pm for someone else’s startup … Continue reading Privilege and talking about hardship

Advent, à venir

I'm not really thinking about Christmas much right now. There are too many pieces of life still unresolved this December. I can't see very far ahead--this is driving in fog with my low beams on, not knowing when I'll arrive where I'm going. But I'm still walking forward, or trying to. This past weekend I spent … Continue reading Advent, à venir

Being seen, being heard

"I just don't feel heard," she texted me. "I know, but I hear you," I thought. *** Awkward silence was the norm in the kitchen at one place I worked. You'd slip in for coffee or water or your lunch, and shuffle around each other with cringing politeness and fumble for what you came for in … Continue reading Being seen, being heard

“Follow your heart”

In which I will probably sound a lot like Lauren Dubinsky, who is usually right about this stuff. The credits were rolling on the Disney princess movie. I was in a swoony-moony eight-year-old's post-Disney euphoria, soaking up the soundtrack swelling as I leaned back on my elbows on the living room carpet. I don't remember … Continue reading “Follow your heart”

Why it matters: picking the lock of Christian patriarchy

Yesterday the Feminisms Fest was all about why we're feminists. Today's question is: why does it matter? I read Emily Joy Allison's post this morning about how feminism matters to her because of her younger sisters, and chuckled, because she basically wrote my post for me. But there's a difference in our stories, and I'm … Continue reading Why it matters: picking the lock of Christian patriarchy