Happy to Meet, Sorry to Part

I have this recurring dream. It’s night time. I’m treading water. I know I’m very far away from shore. I can’t see land anywhere. I am alone. I’m surprisingly not scared. I know how to tread water, I remind myself, as I begin to move my arms and legs in a rhythm that keeps myContinue reading “Happy to Meet, Sorry to Part”

Why is talking about Church so complicated? Saving our ceiling one plate at a time…

Talking about Church shouldn’t be so complicated. But it is. I was born and raised Catholic, in a predominantly Catholic town. I have found both joy and community in my Church. It has been a place of refuge; a place of encouragement; a place of comfort; a place of learning; a place of social justice;Continue reading “Why is talking about Church so complicated? Saving our ceiling one plate at a time…”