The Eliza Doolittle Complex
I have a bit of a complex. It has to do with my appearance. And it is totally ego-centric, vain, and narcissistic. Here’s how it goes: there is a normal part of me that...
Category: Journeys
I'm a lover, not a fighter. . .
…that’s what my boxing teacher often says, even though she’s a three-time Golden Glove title winner. I can identify with that phrase. I don’t enjoy watching people hit each other, and have never been...
Hollow evening
I’m sad and frustrated. I just got an email from my dear friend Alyson. She’s a phenomenon. Smart, funny, stylin’, energetic, creative, sassy – all those good things I love in a friend. She’s...
Place and Self
I’m flying to Utah today for a visit to my hometown. I love going to Logan and part of me thinks it is just because my parents and all my siblings and their families...
Summer Lessons
The summer after my freshman year in undergrad, I worked at a summer camp for children with disabilities in Texas. It would be my first experience away from Utah for any extended period of...
Minimalist Theology
A few months back I described myself in a post as being a “Mormon of minimalist theology”. This caught the ears (eye?) of some readers. Here are some more thoughts on what I mean...
Poetry of a Faith Journey
I felt like posting some poems today written by others, rather than anything of my own. I chose these three because they have each been influential to me, religiously, and otherwise. But mostly religiously....
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