Embracing the Light: My Journey of Faith and Identity In a time of profound personal revelation and institutional transformation, the news of the United Methodist Church lifting the ban on LGBTQ clergy marks both a milestone and a moment of personal reflection. My journey, intertwined with the rigid doctrines of the church, was one of seeking

I just tried to take a nap in the office I’ve rented at the Healing Society in East Nashville. Struggling to focus at home, I opted for this communal coworking space instead. It’s Friday at 11:51 am, and I’ve been here for exactly 51 minutes. I arrived a bit early, anticipating my session, but a

Fifteen years. That's how long a few lines of a song echoed in the corridors of my heart, never finding the exit until now. They were lines of pain, love, and regret for my brother, who I lost when I was just sixteen. For years, I harbored the guilt that if I had just said

This morning, I awoke on the literal and metaphorical wrong side of the bed, boxed in by dogs and pushed into a day that began with a feeling of

Navigating through my personal labyrinth of fears, the towering presence of losing control casts a long, imposing shadow over my joy, creativity, and ability to be fully present. This often unspoken fear has a way of thrusting me forward into the anxious embrace of the future, distancing me from the beautiful unfolding of now. The Cost

In the land of NoWhere, not far nor near, Lived a creature named Twizzle, with thoughts full of fear. Racing, dashing, thoughts like a storm, Twizzle's mind was never calm, nor warm. "Busy, busy, oh my brain," Twizzle sighed, "It's like a runaway train. Perfection, pleasing, a never-ending quest, In the land of DoMore, there's no time for rest." Twizzle twisted like a

In a land of clutter and chaos named Spillville, Smolly's journey through triggers began with a shrill. Socks on the floor, dishes piled in the sink, Coffee spilled over, making Smolly rethink. "Triggers here, triggers there, triggers seem to be everywhere! In lines, in traffic, or when gum smacks, Each tiny annoyance feels like an attack. I huff and I puff, try

When life's riddles make you falter, or you're lost in who you are, Just head on down to Hooters, tell 'em it's your birthday – you'll go far! In a world that’s full of questions, one answer seems to be delayed, It's the lesbian's eternal quandary: “Was I always this way swayed?” In the aisles of Home Depot, amongst

There I was, sitting at the Cabana Resort, about to face a culinary conundrum that would challenge everything my brain had led me to believe. Growing up, mac and cheese was not just a meal; it was an experience, a neon-orange beacon of comfort in the blue box of my childhood. My mind had placed